Do you love me? [Putin x Viktor]

Chapter 1. Jealousy

Viktor looked over to his sleepy boyfriend, who laid at the opposite side of the couch, half asleep.

"You're so cute when you're drowsy." He told in his calming Russian accent. The sudden claim made Putin's eyes widen and change positions into resting his head on Viktor's lap. While Viktor was busy running his fingers through Putin's thinning hair, they awkwardly gazed into each others eyes with lust.

"Viktor," He muttered gently. "Vlad," Viktor responded.

"You love me, right?" Putin asked. Viktor got mildly surprised by the strange question, but decided to answer truthfully regardless.

"Of course. Why? Has something happened?" Viktor wondered anxiously. Putin contemplated on whether or not to tell him what was on his mind, but Viktor's pleading expression was convincing enough.

"That Yuuri guy," By the mention of Yuuri's name, Viktor felt a stabbing feeling in his stomach. "I have a feeling you still love him..." Viktor tensed up and clenched both of his fists. Ignoring the fact that Vladimir was resting on his lap, he stood up anyways. "Of course not!" Viktor yelled, devastated.

Crossing his arms, he let out a distressed sigh. "I thought we were over this! I love you, and only you." Putin's face flushed slightly. Viktor was almost tearing up. "Besides..." He faced the ground with a shameful expression.

"I can't forgive him for what he did."

It had been a long time since they had brought this up. "I wonder why he did it..." Viktor wasn't too keen on starting a fight again. He looked out the window to think about what happened last time they argued. It was when he'd found out about Viktor's ex, Yuuri Katsuki.

Viktor was glad he'd met Vladimir.

They're both russian. Their names both start with the letter V. Both of them has a dog. And surprisingly their looks are similar. What else is there to say?

It was as if he read Viktor's mind. "It's just that..." Viktor waited patiently. "I hate imagining what life would be like if he didn't break up with you."

Viktor grabbed Putin's wrist and planted a soft kiss on the older guy's forehead. "Trust me on this," he began. "I love you."

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author's notes:
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OK SO THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER Y'ALL I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING
i want yall to know that this is all a joke lmaO i dont ship them this is just an idea that me and my friend came up with and its meant for fun 👏👏 yah but pls tell me if u liked it anyways and if i should write more lolz (i have a lot of drama up my sleeve so i'll probably write more stay tuned)