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Pretty Things: Viktor Nikiforov x Reader

Artist: Adam Friedman

Warning: This story contains self-harm, and depression. Please read in your own accord.

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"(Y/N), Will you please watch my performance tonight?" Viktor asked you, as he was holding both of your hands and looking at you straight in the eyes.

"Huh? Gee, I don't know Viktor, I don't think that's a very-"

"Please (Y/N), It'll mean a lot to me if you do." You sigh in defeat, knowing that he won't stop until you say yes. Knowing him, he would really do everything to get what he wants.

"Geez, you always get what you want don't you huh?" You giggled.

"Yes, I do. So, please come tonight?" He said with a smile.

"Yes, yes. I'll come watch your performance tonight." And with that, Viktor gave you a warm bright smile.

"Thank you (Y/N)." He said while kissing both of your hands. "See you tonight." And he left after that.


His gesture just now made you blush and your heart flutter. But of course you would expect something like that from Viktor, he is a flirtatious man after all, at least, that's what you've heard from other people.

Viktor's plan worked, he planned on letting you watch his performance tonight, because his performance was dedicated to you. He practiced day and night until he perfected it. He may be a very skilled figure skater, but when he thinks of you he was a mess. He wanted you to know how he truly felt, and this was his way of showing it. And he's not just going to show it to you, but to the whole world, and he wanted everyone to know that he loves you.

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On the night of his performance, you were already in the ice rink, sitting on the front row of the bleachers. You even brought Makkachin with you since Viktor asked you to. And you couldn't leave the poor dog alone, and also because you loved him, the guards wouldn't let you enter at first, but once you told them that Viktor said you could bring him, they had no choice but to let you in.

Viktor saw you and Makkachin from a distance making sure that you wouldn't see him, he didn't want you to see him yet. He wanted you to see him on ice performing his piece for you, he smiled seeing you with Makkachin, you were really loving towards him than Viktor, which made him slightly jealous.

Among the sea of people, he would always find you first. I guess when you do have an eye for someone, you immediately spot them with no problem. And of course, because he always had eyes for you.

Everyone was already settled down in their seats, and waited for each performer to present. From performer, to performer the crowd would go wild and be cheering loudly showing their support, and you did too as well, but you were saving it more for Viktor.

You always loved him, you tried everything you can to let him know, but something always stopped you from doing so. You never learned to love yourself from the beginning so how could you love another person? Everyday you would always wonder why do you think he'll even love you back? A person who cuts themselves when they're depressed doesn't deserve any love at all, is what you always thought. You don't even find yourself attractive, so why would he?

You then rolled up your long sleeves to your wrist, and saw all the cuts you've done. You felt ashamed. Horrible. Disgusted. You felt a pang in your chest, making you want to cry, all the horrid memories came back as to why you cut yourself. You were on the verge of crying, but Makkachin suddenly licked your face, and barked, but not too loudly. You gave him a smile, and patted his head.