Viktor
Viktor blinked. Bright morning light filled his eyes. Fishing his phone out of his pocket,he looked at the time. nine o'clock am. Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he staggered up, leaning against the wall. He felt like shit. Walking to the kitchen to grab a glass of water, he found two notes on the table. One was from yurio, and one was from yuuri.
Woke up? Good for you. If he's not back, I'll kill you myself. Otabek and I are going shopping. Take that mutt of yours for a walk. Kill yourself.
-me.
Well, even without a name, he figured out that was written by the blonde brat. He moved on to the other one.
dear Viktor,
I'm sorry for last night, but I think I need some space right now. I saw Yurio's note, so I took Makkachin out for a walk. I'm planning to do some tourism today, so don't worry about me. I'll be back before nine if the traffic is not too bad.
-yuuri
A feeling of guilt immediately overtook Viktors mind. He just wanted to protect yuuri. But then again, he could have done so much more nicely, and without acting like a total brute.
A few hours later
Viktor was moping around, it was around 2om, yet he hadn't moved since he flopped down onto his bed a few hours back, deciding to look through instagram, then he had moved onto watching nature documentaries on his laptop, his phone dead.
"Well, I'd better charge it," he said to himself as he finally got up and went to plug in the device. He stood there for a few minutes, waiting for the screen to light up, and the iPhone did not fail him. It turned on, and he looked through the notifications. His thumb scrolling down the screen paused, as he saw Yuuri's name. Two missed calls and 5 texts. Viktor unlocked his phone and checked what Yuuri had texted.
Come quick
Main street
stop ign
hurry u
help
Obviously, something was up. Unlike Yurio, yuuri was not one to make mistakes while writing or texting. Did something happen to Yuuri? To makkachin? What happened? Viktors mind was racing with possible conclusions as he grabbed one of his many trench coats, this time a beige one, and rushed out of the apartment, taking his barely charged phone with him. Main street was not even a five minute walk away, so Viktor ran to the stop sign at main street, taking half the time it normally took.
He reached the stop sign, no one was there. Looking around, he found nothing- until his eyes focused in on a familiar pattern. A piece of Yuuri's blue and black jacket was on the sidewalk next to the stop sign. He picked it up, and shoved it into his pocket, then turned to run to the police station.
He had barely made it two steps away, when his phone started blaring with notification, but when he unlocked the screen, a private number came up. The number had sent numerous texts and a picture. The texts were almost all random numbers, except for the last two. The picture was of Yuuri's glasses, on a dirty tiled floor, and the texts under were creepy as fuck.
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