Twenty Five Reasons to Love You | V.N Y.K ✔️

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I feel my heartbeat begin to excel as he walks around the room slowly, his finger to his chin.

"I'm not staying up all night waiting for you, Viktor." I say, my arms crossed.

I may look confident, but at the moment, I'm having a mini heart attack.

"Okay, then, how about I start."

I nod, then motioning him to continue.

"Number one; How you blush at almost everything I say or do, yet try to hide it. It's.. Adorable." He laughs.

I blush, then turning my face away from him. "I-I do not."

"Number two. How your laugh manages to just make all of my depression disappear."

He walks a little closer, then staring into my eyes.

"Three. How I could stare at your gorgeous face for days and still not be able to look away."

"Four. You're kindness and how amazing you make everyone, including me, feel about themselves.. Most of the time."

He says that last part laughing a bit. I just clutch onto my shirt.

"Five. How your eyes light up and sparkle when you talk about absolutely anything that you love."

"Number six.. You're tiny, soft hands and how amazing they feel to hold."

By now, I'm pretty sure my face is a tomato. But I'm not completely satisfied yet.

"Seven. Just a simple hug from you sends me to heaven."

He walks a little closer, then resting his hand on the bar that's stood up from the bed.

"Eight. How just you in general make me forget about all of my worries."

"Number nine. You may hate something; but you're willing to go through it just so that you can make the other person happy."

"Ten. How you give off a certain aura of innocence; but that just makes you more mysterious."

He stares at me for a moment, almost asking with his eyes if he could stop now.

I laugh to myself. He thought.

"Keep going, buddy." I say, trying not to let my nervousness show through.

For a moment, I saw a small, sad smile cross his face and his hair falling over his eyes.

"Eleven. How you make everyone the good guy even if they don't deserve it just because you don't want to see anyone unhappy."

"Twelve. How you smile when it's obvious how much your hurting, just because you don't want to dampen anybody else's mood and because you don't want people to worry about you."

I could see the hair still rested over his eyes, a small frown on his lips as he bites at it occasionally.

"Thirteen. You make me actually feel important when in reality all I feel like is trash."

My eyes widen. He.. He feels that way?

I walk towards him slightly. "Hey, V-Viktor-"

"Fourteen. You're the only thing I ever think about."

I stop, staring at his gleaming skin that's illuminated by the faint glow of the bedside lamp.

"Fifteen. How you show so much passion through your skating even if you barely have the energy to get through it."