chapter 7

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We finally got off the ice and we were both exausted. We packed up our things to head home and just then i saw my uncle sitting on a bench with a scowl on his face

He suddenly grabbed my skate bag opend it and broke the blades off my skates. I started to cry and viktor walked up. "What do you think your doing old man" my uncle punched viktor and i started to cry louder.

I dont know what happend after that because i ran to the farthest ocean i knew of and just cried my eyes out.
Suddenly i hear foot steps so i turn around expecting to see viktor but i saw yuri.

"Damn you run fast for a girl"
He sits down next to me and hugs me from the side. I move closer and cry into his shoulder for god knows how long. After a while i think i dosed off from crying so much.

I woke up to find myself in a hospital bed with viktor sleeping at my side.
I started to run my fingers through his soft silver hair.

He woke up to that "(y/n)!!!"
"Ugghhhhh what happend viktor"
"Well after beating the crap out of your uncle i ran in the direction you went and i found you sleeping next to yuri and he was panicking so i ran up to him and asked him what was wrong?"

"And he pointed at you and you were pale and shakeing violently"
"Im sorry for scaring you like that viktor, i should have mentioned that when i cry for long periods of time and i fall asleep my body gets pale and limp and i shake really hard"

"Im sorry i dident tell you sooner"
"Its okay. But for right now we should get you home" "ok"

Viktor called a cab instead of me walking. When we got home i sat on the couch.
"Would you like some beer to ease your pain printessa?"

"That would be nice vitya!"
"Ok here you go"

After a while i had  8 to many beers and i think viktor was enjoying it but what i dident know was that viktor was recording it

"Have i ever told you how sexy you were and your eyes are as blue as an ocean after a storm"

"No printessa you have not told me that"
"You know every time you call me printessa it turns me on"
"Oh really PRINTESSA"
"Ok now your teasing"

I dont know what got into me but i sat on viktors lap and started to run my hands up and down his chest

"You know you really are cute"
I start to lean in and the next thing i know viktor had his hand in my hair and he pulled me into a small kiss after that he said "ok you too drunk you dont know what your doing"

He picked me up and carried my to my bed. He ripped of his shirt and climbed in next to me "good night printessa"

"Good nig-zzzzz"

The next day i herd viktors voice and a girls voice
And i feel a searing pain in my head
"Ahhh viktor!!!!!"

I heard the talking stop and the sound of a remote slam against a table. My door swung open and he ran next to me "whats wrong"
"I feel like i just got hit by a truck"
"Hehehe you did drink alittle too much last night"

He reaches into my nightstand and grabs some asprin "here take this"
"Thank you vitya"
Did he just blush?

"Hay what happend last night"
"Come here"

I get up out of my bed and follow him, we sit on the couch and he presses play.

By the end of the vidio i was a bright crimson color and i was covering my face up.

"(Y/n) are all those things you said true?"

I just slightly nod and peek through my fingers. He is blushing just as hard as i am.

I feel myself being pulled against a muscular chest
"Your eyes remind me of a setting sun and every time i look at you i cant help but admire how cute you are"

I look up into his ocean eyes. I get up and sit  on his lap
"Are you still drunk?"
"No, but why are you still so damn sexy?"

I lean forward and wrap my hand in his hair and he does the same to me. We kiss for a good minute or so until we hear knocking at the door and the door opining

I look over and see the shocked face of.... my brother.......

PLOT TWIST... OK GUYS I HOPES YOU LIKED IT. UNTIL NEXT TIME

 UNTIL NEXT TIME

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