shiver shiver // yuri!!! on ice

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This is the sequel to 'ςold ςold' so be sure to check that out first before you read :3

Victor Nikiforov. my soulmate.

the one my wrist proclaimed to be true and just, perfect standing by me. the one who could hold me so tight, with his hands so gentle.

my love.

three weeks ago was when he'd stumbled upon me. that was when my soul had cried out so loud, and i'd decided to start living.

i was living with Victor beside me.

we'd learned so much, taking in every bit of each other we could. he told me why he'd felt so desperate to get to japan, all for a boy who could skate like him. i told him why my wrist had been ashen and black. every word i spoke, each detail he retold; it was like we already knew so much deep within us.

no space had come between us since we closed the gap. i planned to keep it that way.

even when he insisted on coaching the boy and living with him, preferring if i would come along. originally, the last thing I craved was being near the ice again, but one look in his crystal eyes made me melt.

"i'll go with you, Victor."

now we slept in the same bed, in a resort more run down than the bar i worked. but my soulmate was there, and anywhere my soulmate was was paradise to me.

he hummed softly into my hair, his fingers running along my scalp. i clutched to him like a child, so innocently dependent.

"you know, dearest, i think i could get used to this."

a laugh danced off my tongue, my hands bringing him closer

so could i, Victor. .