Icy Love~Victor Nikiforov x Reader

Chapter 14- Vacation (Part 3/3)

Warning: Mature Content (its farther in though this whole chapter isn't completely smut. I'll warn you when it starts)

You, Victor, and Yuuri were peacefully walking down the road, Victor's arm around your shoulder as you admired the ring on your finger. The silent atmosphere was abruptly broken, however.

"Yuuri! (Name)! Victor!" Screeched Minako. Your head snapped up to see Minako and Mari (Yuuri's older sister)running up to you with wild eyes and frantic arms.

"Can you pleeease call the others and bring them here? I'm begging you! Do something!!!" Mari cried. You blinked, surprised to have someone begging for you, but eventually smiled.

"I don't see why not. Boys? What do you think?" You said. They nodded with a shrug, and then just like that, you had all called up Yurio, Otabek, Chris, and Phichit to have dinner at the restaurant nearby. As you all settled in at the table, Minako and Mari practicallly collapsed with tears of joy.

"You are way too happy about this..." Yuuri said nervously. You nodded in agreement, but on the inside you were more than glad to use your connections help them fulfill their deepest fangirl dreams.

Skip to 5 minutes later and the topic of last years Grand Prix came up.

"Oh, I was so bummed out and nervous last year. I couldn't even rack up the courage to talk to Victor!" Yuuri said.

And cue the chocking

"You seriosuly don't remember, Yuuri?" Exclaimed Victor, who had slammed his drink on the table. Yuuri had a look of pure confusion written all over his face as everyone else proceeded to tell their memories of that very eventful night.

"God, it was disgusting. I was dragged into a dance battle and got humiliated too." Yurio added. The look of confusion on Yuuri's face slowly turned into one of pure horror.

"Dance...battle?" He squeaked.

"That's right, brother. Man, that was a sight to see." You said with a chuckle.

"Ah ah ah, (Name), don't go thinking you're so innocent." Teased Chris, waving a finger in the air.

"You, Yuuri and I all put on quite the show. And, we did it all half naked."

"..."

"What."

You heard Victor giggle behind you, but you completely ignored it. The fact that you did that of all things at the freaking Grand Prix Banquet was insane!

"I actually have a bunch of pictures from it! Here, you wanna see?" Phichit chimed, holding up his phone.

"Wait, what, no, no no no nO NO NO!" You wailed as you shook your arms in front of you helplessly, Phichit already passing his phone around for the others to see. In your state of panic, you felt a tug on your arm.

"Don't worry, you weren't nearly as drunk as Yuuri. If anything, your tipsy edge gave yourself the confidence to be a little more frisky." Came Victor's low and husky voice in your ear.

"Let me tell you, seeing you dance around in nothing but a bra and skirt was quite the sight!" He added. Your cheeks reddened to a bright crimson, and you slapped Victor's arm with an embarrassed squeak as he simply laughed.

"Say, what's with the ring, (Name)?" Chris asked.

'Oh...right.'