Attraction | V.N Y.K [Book 1] ✔️

Chapter 26

I walk out into the kitchen from Viktor's bedroom and yawn, taking out the milk from the fridge. I fill a large cup with some and start to chug it when I hear Viktor say my name.

"Yuri?" He says. I turn around with the glass still on my lips and shoot him a thumbs up, as if saying "keep speaking." He laughs and walks over, standing in front of me.

My face heats up at his amused gaze and I lower my eyelids a little, pouting as I drink.

I finally pull the cup away when I'm done and he starts laughing hysterically.

"Wh-what?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. He continues to laugh but leans down, kissing my cheek.

"You've got a little something right there." He says, then leaning over and running his tongue above my upper lip. I freeze in place and feel a shiver run down my spine.

"V-V-Viktor!" I yell, backing up. He chuckles and latches onto my waist, pulling me close again. I blush furiously and look down at the ground.

"You're adorable."

I form my lips into a slight pout and clench my fists around the bottom of my shirt.

"I-Is that bad?" I ask softly. He smiles and I feel my heart flutter as I glance back up into his eyes.

"No way." He whispers, leaning down and planting a kiss on my lips. My eyes fall shut and I pull him towards me more, filling myself up with the taste of his soft lips.

"Yuri." He says, pulling away. I make a noise of acknowledgment and he smirks.

"So, I've recently realized.." He starts. I show a confused face and he continues talking. "We've never been in the hot springs together."

My eyes widen and I squeak, trying to get out of his grasp.

"N-n-no.. I-I'm not feeling q-quite up to it today.." I say.

But really, under it all, I'm just too self conscious. That first day Viktor came to Hasetsu to be my coach, he asked me to get in with him, but I refused because he's my idol and is completely perfect.. Unlike me.

But now, he's my boyfriend, and as he may say that my body is good enough for him, I wouldn't actually believe it myself.

I'm just not fit enough for him.

"Why, Yuri?" He asks curiously. He has a smile playing on his lips and I blush harder.

"B-because I-I'm just not r-really a fan of it.." I laugh nervously, scratching the back of my neck. His face falls into a slightly serious expression and he rests his hands on my shoulders.

"Yuri.. This is because of your body, am I right?" He asks. I close my eyes and turn away from him, getting out of his grasp.

"N-no.." I respond. I start to walk away towards my room when Viktor grabs my wrist, stopping me.

"Yuri." He says. "Is it?"

"I.. It's just..ugh." I respond, putting my hand on my forehead.

"Yuri. Stop."

I try to jerk my hand away but he just holds on tighter. Now I'm getting slightly mad, and I can tell he is too.

"Yuri!" He yells. "I've told you already! You're body is-"

"You wouldn't understand, Viktor!" I yell, turning around and staring into his eyes. "You're completely flawless! And all my life I've only ever been called fat, overweight, disgusting and more!"

My eyes widen at my sudden confession and I put my hand over my mouth, biting my lip.

"I-I'm sorry, Viktor. I overreacted."