The breakup ✔️

Bachelor party

Bachelor party (the break up part 11) - written by victuri_nikiforov on IG

"YUUUUUURIII!!! YURI WHERE IS MY PHONE!" This was our last night as boyfriends. Tomorrow we would get married. Our friends had organised a bachelor party for us. I could tell that Victor was already nervous for the wedding. He wasn't his calm self. This party would be a good distraction for him and for me as well. I sighed when Victor came in the living room. "Your phone is in your hand. I bet that it was there all the time." I got up and took his face in my hands. "Victor calm down. I won't say no tomorrow. I'm done with being your boyfriend. I want to be your husband. You have nothing to worry about." Victor's eyes were still looking worried. "But what if tomorrow isn't perfect? It has to be perfect Yuri!" I shook my head. "Why should it be perfect? Our relationship isn't perfect either. Nothing can be perfect Victor. Whatever happens, tomorrow will be perfect for me. I'm going to marry you. That's all I want. Please stop worrying now." I kiss him on his beautiful lips to calm him down. I felt Victor kissing back. "Thank you Yuri. I really needed to hear that." I pulled him in a hug. "Actually I needed it as well. You're not the only one who is nervous Victor. I'm afraid that this is a dream and that I will wake up and realise that nothing of this was real. That I'm still alone. I still don't understand how I've won your heart." Victor rubbed my back. "You've won my heart by being yourself. I love everything about you. You're not fake and you never will be. How can I let you go? Some gold digger will show up and mess with me if that person gets the chance. Whatever happens, don't let people change you Yuri. It will break my heart to see you change into someone you're not." I wanted to reply but my phone vibrates and I look on the screen. "Pichit. He's asking if we're ready for the party. Are we?" Victor nodded and a smile appeared on his angelic face. "Ready."

It reminded me a little of a banquet but this wasn't so formal. Otabek was the DJ. I never knew he did this in his spare time. Yurio was the whole time around him. Pichit pulled me on the dance floor and Christophe did the same with Victor. We danced and drank some alcohol. Not too much of course. I didn't want to wake up with a headache on my wedding day. We ended up having a dance off. Mila, Sara and Minako were the jury. They had probably invited Minako for this. Yurio won with his moves. I noticed that Otabek winked at Yurio when Mila announced that he was the winner. I didn't know what was going on between the two boys but I was glad that Yurio had someone around his own age to talk to. Christophe found a pole and started to pole dance. "Yuri grab a pole and join me!" I blushed and shook my head. I was way too sober to end up pole dancing.

The party had been fun but around 1 AM Victor and I went home. We needed to get rest for tomorrow. Tomorrow was the big day after all. Victor and I would finally be husband and husband. We were in bed together. You could find me in Victor's arms, as usual. "Yuri are you ready for the big day?" I smiled. I had never been so ready for something. "Yes, yes I am ready to become Yuri Katsuki Nikiforov." Victor pressed his lips on my head. "And I'm ready to take Katsuki as my middle name."