gold medals ● yuri on ice one-shots

Viktuuri week: Message man/Rebel au

Hiiii and Nusa's here with Viktuuri week. Everyday I'll post one au. At the end of the chapter, there's the list of au's that i'll write;D

It wasn't like king JJ didn't know. It was more like he had it enough, but just didn't bother to deal with it.

His message man, Viktor, was trying to tell him everyday, but the king just won't listen.

"Look, I know you don't want to deal with it, but it's happened again," Viktor was all out of it, trying to tell his king what to do, but not trying to get out of his boundaries.

"Viktor, shut up and go deliver the message. It's your job isn't it?" JJ groaned and pointed at the door.

Viktor sighed and nodded, looked at the scroll in his hand and walked out of the room.

The robbings increased by day and king JJ did nothing to fix it.

There were bandids who robbed the rich and gave it to poor. Viktor remembered of the old fairy tail about Robin Hood and just shook his head. He's had enough with JJ.

He sat in his carriage, looking back at the castle once more before putting curtains over the window. He sat in complete silence, only horses' steps and the old wheels of the carriage creaked.

Once again, Viktor felt like he wasn't doing the right thing. 

Viktor was good with time, so he assumed an hour passed. They were quite far away from the castle.

His vision blurred for a second, then he felt they stopped. Horses impatiently made a sound and the coachman was saying some things that Viktor couldn't understand.

"Get off the goddamn road," was the only thing he heard and just assumed some people were making drama again. But that wasn't the case when he heard a scream.

He was taught to stay inside if something like this ever happened, but this time he couldn't help it.

Viktor opened the door and jumped out. He faced three people, dressed in black. The black masks were firmly placed on their faces.

Two men had black hair and the woman had red. "Get him,"

Viktor couldn't process what was happening when he was tackled to the ground and knocked out.

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His eyes were heavy, he didn't feel like doing anything.

When was the last time JJ gave him a day off? He needed one for sure.

"Is he waking up?" the feminine voice asked.

"I assume so," another voice, which was more manly spoke.

Viktor opened both eyes and looked questioningly at the people in front of him.

Two were bending over him, while he was tied to a wall, the other was at the opposite wall, leaning on it.

They still had their masks on, not wanting to be revealed.

Then Viktor's mind cleared and the thoughts were suddenly focused on the one thought.

He was facing the Robin Hoods.

"Leave us," the man at the wall said at the two others. They nodded and left the room.

Viktor was helpeless, he was chained on the wall by his hands, his legs in a really uncomfortable position.

He was tied up to high to sit or to kneel.

"You're the king's message man, aren't you?" the man spoke. "And you are you asking the obvious questions, aren't you?" Viktor returned a smirk.

The man smirked at the other's boldness. "A feisty one,"

Viktor shrugged. "I did live in the castle my whole life,"

"That's why you're going to answer some questions," 

"I'm afraid this won't do," Viktor smirked. "I can answer them in the court, though," he smirked. He wouldn't betray his king, no matter what happened. 

"Tsk," the man smirked back. "You're a sarcastic one," 

"I thought I was feisty?" Viktor laughed and uncomfortably shifted from putting weight onto one leg to another.

"That position looks really uncomfortable," the man smirked. "Would you like me to help you?" 

"I'd say yes, but I have nothing intesting to give other than information. But you're probably aware I'm not spilling that over something as petty as uncomfortable position," Viktor replied and hissed at sudden pain in his leg. 

He bit his lip to prevent the other to see, but oh he saw. 

"Are you sure, Viktor Nikiforov?" The man was bending down, carefully grabbing the silver haired's chin and turning it so they were looking at each other's eyes.

"I'm sure," he said, his voice shaking a little due to the brown eyes fixed on his. Were they always so beauti..-he shook the thought away. 

"Okay," the younger shrugged, let go of him and walked out of the room, which he locked down. 

Viktor's head fell forward and he exhaled the breath he was holding.

He wasn't as brave as he looked to be, he was quite the opposite. In difficult situations, he'd crack jokes and try to get around all the seriousness. 

It was hours and Viktor felt pain spreading through his whole body and he hissed at another cramp in his arm. He was practically crying by this point.

Then the door opened, revealing the same man from before. Viktor looked at the floor, not wanting to cry in front of him. Showing weakness was the worst thing to do in this situation. He heard the man sigh and reach for the cuffs and a second later he felt the gush of wind past him as he fell to the floor.

Viktor groaned and looked at the man in confusion, expecting more torture from him, but all he did was pick the silver haired man up and gave him support to stand. 

"You okay?" Viktor felt like yelling at the man. He was chained to a wall for who knows how long - even if he was good with time, he'd say around 5 hours - and then he gets this question - no he was not okay.

"Okay that was a stupid question, sorry," 

"Yeah, i-it kind of was," Viktor weakly said. 

"Let's take care of you," 

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Viktor didn't know what happened, he passed out soon after. He woke up in a strange room, there was mostly white in the room. 

The only thing standing out was a human sitting on a chair beside the bed. This one didn't wear a mask and was reading a book. 

Viktor's groan woke him from the state he was in and smiled at the other male. "Good morning," 

"H-How long was I out?" Viktor weakly asked, he was still in helpless state. 

"A few hours," the man replied. The man wore blue glasses, which Viktor didn't notice before. "It's good that you're awake,"

"More torturing?" Viktor groaned as if it was something his mother ordered him to do. 

"Nope," the man replied. "I'm proposing something," 

VIktor raised an eyebrow. "This sounds like I'll have to agree no matter what I want," he said and shook his head, then fixed the hair that fell onto his eyes.

The man smiled warmly at him. "My name is Katsuki Yuuri and I want you to join the team to tear down the king,"

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Monday: Royal au, which I switched up a little bit

Tuesday: Mafia au

Wednesday: Snow Queen au

Thursday: Assassin au

Friday: Neko au

Saturday: Soulmate au

Sunday: Demon au