Her Skate of Life (Victor Nikiforov X Oc)

The Second Competition in Tokyo - Final part

Eh? What time is it? Very slowly, I opened my eyes, narrowing them slightly as I reached around for my phone and turned it on in front of me, the lights blaring brightly.

I quickly turned down the brightness before checking out the time. 5:34am. Wow, I slept about fours hours.

I tried to slip the covers off of me as I tried to stand up but instead felt something weigh me down. What the hell?

Curious, I turned my head around, only to see Victor's sleeping face only a couple of inches away from mine.

I nearly jumped back in fright at the sight. What the fuck!? Why is Victor in my-

Thoughts of much earlier on in the morning came flooding back to me. Oh yeah, he got drunk and I ended up getting landed with his ass. Oh, why didn't I just leave him with Yuuri for gods sake. That would have saved me a lot of trouble. Yuuri would be the one acting as a teddy bear.

I tried to shift once again but was still wanted down by something. Just what the hell is that? Once again I stretched my neck to see what was holding me down.
As I searched my body, my eyes landed on a arm that was curled around my waist. My pupils dilated at the sight. This bastard, I'm gonna kill him whether he's awake or not.

I made a quick escape to turn my body around so that I was no longer facing Victor straight on. I succeeded. Now, time to make a quick phone call.

I switched on my phone and hurried through the contact list, trying to find the person who I was looking for. Gotcha. Then, I started the call.

"Hello? Who is calling me this early in the morning, I don't know who you are I don't have my glasses on."

"Oh I'm pretty sure you know me." My voice came out dangerous down the line.

"O-oh, hey Hana. How are you?" Although he ended his sentence on a question, it was more like
he was questioning what he should say next.

"Oh you know, quite good actually. Despite the fact that there is a fucking twenty-severn year old man asleep right next to me and won't let me go." He gulped down the phone.

"Erm, and you're calling me because?"
I gritted my teeth at his obliviousness.

"Because, he is really starting to piss me off now. And plus he is touching me. Human contact. Skin to skin; you know, the thing which I hate most in the world."

"E-er; do you want me to come get him or-"

"That'll be great thank you very much. You know which room I'm in, come and get him now before I do something that'll make him regret ever being in the same bed as me ever again."

"Hana-"

I hung up and him and placed my phone back down on the small table beside my bed, trying to ignore the sleeping man behind me. And now we wait.

There was a small knock at the door before I heard it slowly creep open.

"Hello? Hana?" At the sound of the voice my head perked up.

"Over here." I whispered. There was the sound of footsteps which was quickly followed by a rather loud thud. For god sake Yuuri.

"Sorry, I can't really see in the dark well even with my glasses." I sighed and rolled my eyes in the darkness.

"Whatever, just hurry up." I waited for Yuuri, my patience running out more and more with every noise he made.

A few thuds later and Yuuri was finally in front of the bed. I could tell by the rising sun that crept window where the blind didn't cover it.