Erotica

Not making any sense

Who said all had to be smut ;3
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As Yuri sighed, he could feel Victor cuddle up to his side, smudging his face in Yuri's ribs. Yuri just smiled and ran a hand through Victor's silver hair, making a few strands get pulled out on accident.

How do you do this...

How can you say it...

This was wrong..

Yuri sighed and rose his hand in front of him, glancing at the golden bond around his ring finger, glistening in the odd moonlight shinning through the windows.

He glanced at the clock at the top of a dhelf, seeing it was half past two in the morning.

Oh great, they did it all night long.. where will he go? Maybe stay with Phichit...

Thats when Victor groaned and rises from his slumber, rubbing his eyes. " Mm. What hour is it...? "

Yuri pointed at the clock again, Victor could barely see so he just shrugged it off and slumped back to his laying position, running small circles around Yuri's arm. Yuri just stared at Victor, eyes wavering from happiness to anciousness.

Something was wrong and Victor could sense it.. Victor looked at Yuri and then spoke " What's wrong baby- "

" I can't do this again.. "

Victor raised his brows in confusion " What..? What do you mean? " Victor placed a hand on Yuri's arm. Yuri quickly sat up, making Victor's hand slip from its position..

Something was wrong..

So wrong..

Victor rose from his latest position and stared at Yuri's back , expecting the awnser to carve itself on there.. but Victor had to speak up " Yuri.. look.. we- "

" Victor..I cant... I can't do it again.. " Yuri began breaking down, tears just washing down his face, him scrambling to take off the golden ring decorating his finger, snot riding down his lips

" Yuri, baby.. please, think about thi- "
The ring was thrown on the floor, making it clink and slide agisnt the wooden floor. Victor stared in shock and agony, quickly raising himself from the bed, ignoring the fact that he was naked.

" Yuri, look. " Victor began rounding the bed. But before Victor can even reach the end of the bed, Yuri was up collecting a bag and shoving random things in there.

All of those things were his.

Victor watched in horror, as the mess of Yuri clamped all the clothes in there, ignoring the tears..

And Victor was also trying to ignore the tears that have finally riden down his face. " No... nonononono.. " Victor began blabbering, trying to stop Yuri from putting on his shirt and some pants.

He needs to stay..

What's wrong

What happened..

Yuri just pushed Victor away each time Victor would try and embrace the other..

"Stop it Victor!.. " Yuri exclaimed, almost throwing something in his face.. but he really didn't want to hurt him.. or so Victor thought

Yuri was hurting Victor right now.

Victor quickly embraced Yuri from behind, hard, trying to make a knot to never let him go.

" Victor.. " His shoulders were slumped, his voice was softer. Victor was clinging for dear life, his tears hitting the soft fabric of Yuri's shirt.

" Yuri.. why.. what did I do? " Victor whimpered out, he could feel Yuri sigh. Yuri turned to face victor, pushing him away from him. " I can't do this again.. I just cant.. "

" you can- "

" Victor, I still love him. " Yuri said with a saddened expression.

He was joking right?

" I still love chris... "

All Victor herd a door slam.

He fell to his knees, grasping his hair and looking down with a blank expression.

Was Yuri liying each time he would say I love you...? Oh god please no.. Victor was now on the ground, ignoring the fact that the cold air was hitting his naked skin straight on.. His voice cracked whimpers.

This wasn't happening

It was a horrible dream.

A fucking horrible dream.

You can leave if you really want to
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His eyes open. He was on the bed...

Still alone

It wasn't a dream..

Victor sighed, raising from his bed, rubbing the crud off his eye ducks. He glanced around, looking for his phone.

When he finally found it, he grasped it and pressed the button that lit up the screen once, but it didn't open, that means he must of turned it off. He pressed it again, but this time holding the button for a longer time, soon the simbol flickered on the screen, then a loading sigil.

Victor waited patiently.

As soon as the phone loaded to the enter password screen, he clearly regretted it. The screen showed a picture of him and Yuri posing in front of a church, this church was when they went to spain.. He quickly entered the password.

Makkachin

The wallpaper in the icons screen was clearly more different, it was him, yuri and Yurio posing idiotically in front of the iconic Big Ben. He sighed and then glanced at the hour, noticing it was 8 am. He glanced around the room, noticing how large it was. And how lonely.

He then continued to graze through the phones images, soon finding a odd video. He pressed play

" Now? "

" No wait hold on. "

" Victor it's recording.. "

" I swear to god it isnt. "

" you are recording me. "

" pfft no. "

A loud thud, the phone fell

You could still hear the dialog

" You're so mean! "

" well you were recording me! "

" Cause your way too pretty.. "

" You're dumb.. "

The video stops

Victor didn't notice it but he was sobbing, tears wetting the phone screen.

You need me to let this go
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Might make a second part, what do you guys think?