Closer

Chapter 3: I Refuse...

Yuri knew Viktor would chase after him, so he turned off his phone. The two of them share their location, so he couldn't let Viktor know he only ran around the block and waited next to the door of their flat and waited until he heard Viktor leave.

"I'm coming for you Yuri," Yuri heard Viktor shout from the doorway of their flat, "and I'm going to make things right!"

Yuri, still hiding at the side of their flat, was fearful Viktor might see him. He then heard his fiancé's rapid footsteps leave the doorway and Yuri rushed inside.

"I need to get out of here."

Yuri frantically looked for his belongings and threw them in a suitcase. He had to get out of Russia.

There was no turning back now.

Meanwhile

Viktor checked the "find my location" app he had shared with Yuri.

"Phone offline," the app seemingly mocked Viktor.

"Dammit Yuri, you're too smart for your own good!" Viktor cursed. What could he do... where would Yuri go... who do they know.

His first thought was Chris.

The phone rang for what seemed like forever and then-

"Viktor!" Chris said excited

"Chris where are you?" Viktor asked frantically

"Oh I actually just got home! I went to go see-"

Viktor hung up. He didn't have time to hear about Chris and his day, he had to think fast.

Ring... ring... ring...

"What do you want Viktor? It's 9:30 in the evening!"

The anger from the young Russian boy made Viktor worried he wouldn't have the answer he's looking for.

"Yura, have you seen Yuri recently?" Viktor asked lightly.

There was a slight pause.

"You don't know where he is?" Yurio asked.

Viktor hung up. A bunch of people were going to be mad at him tomorrow but he didn't care, he had to find Yuri.

Suddenly Viktor's phone flashed. Yuri turned on his phone.

At the flat...

Yuri turned on his phone so he could get online and book the fastest and cheapest flight back to Hasetsū. He knew he'd be safe there only for so long...

Yuri crawled up into a ball on his bed, tears streaming down his face.

"Someone else was having sex with Viktor... because I'm not enough for him."

Yuri berated himself and found himself slumping into a depressed state. He lived for Viktor now and because he did he would also die for him. If he wasn't enough for him, he'd make himself vanish. Yuri dropped his phone and slowly walked to the medicine cabinet... he needed to end this suffering.

Yuri thought of all the great times they had together. Their first kiss, their proposal exchanges, their petty fights, their passionate make ups... all of that led up to Viktor cheating.

Why?

Yuri never bothered to ask because why bring the knife into a deeper wound. Yuri knew Viktor could have anyone, regardless of gender, in his bed but why would he need that if he had Yuri? Wasn't he enough? Wasn't he close enough with Yuri that he never had to feel the need to fool around?

Clearly not. Yuri didn't do his job, so Yuri grabbed a handful of pills and brought himself to their front door.

No, no more running.

He was going to do it and my turn back.

Outside

That sly bastard... Viktor though, he's been home the entire time. He immediately ran back home and burst through the doors of their flat.

"Yuri!" He shrieked.

Yuri had the cap off of some pills and was about to shove the entire thing into his mouth.

Yuri dropped the bottle and attempted to run out the door.

Viktor grabbed him.

"No! No more running! We're going to talk about this!" Viktor practically shouted.

"What's there to talk about Viktor!" Yuri shouted back.

"Listen Yuri, that was the first and only time, and we barely did anything, we just got in the bed and-"

"And what, started having sex?" Yuri said between tears.

"We didn't have sex!" Viktor admitted.

"You... what?" Yuri said with disbelief.

"We didn't do anything..."

Earlier that night

"Listen Achim, I think this is a bad idea." Viktor said as the two of them lay in bed together, fully clothed. 

Achim stood up immediatley. 

"You what," Achim said with the most sass and annoyance one could possibly have.

"We just shouldn't go through with this. I'm sorry, you're a nice guy and I'm glad I met you but I just really thi-"

Achim slapped Viktor in the face. 

"I love you," is all the German model said, breathing hard, angrily. 

"Achim, I love Yuri I can't just-" suddenly Viktor was dragged into bed with Achim. "Achim no! I can't!"

"Shut up." Achim lifted up Viktor's shirt, and began to caress Viktor's nipples with his tongue.

As much as Viktor loved Yuri, he couldn't deny what was happening felt good. 

Viktor took off his shirt and lifted up Achim's. The man's body looked like it was chiseled by the gods themselves. He reached for Achim's pants, and started tearing them off. 

"Are you sure this is what you want Viktor?" Achim said with a devious smile, knowing he didn't give a damn whether Viktor honestly wanted to or not. 

Viktor stopped. He wasn't sure. He didn't know what he wanted.

Then an image popped up in his head. 

It was Yuri. 

He lay beside Achim, and Achim snuggled close to Viktor, his hand atop Viktor's chest. 

"No I don't want this-"

"Viktor.. what are you doing?"

Viktor turned around and looked at Yuri in horror.

"Yuri I..."

Now...

"Do you understand Yuri?" Viktor cooed as he got closer to his lover. 

"Yes... you planned to cheat on me and then didn't." Yuri said. 

"Yes! Exact..ly.." Viktor then realized how bad that sounded aloud. 

"Listen Viktor. We need some time apart. I'm going to go home to Hasetū for a while. I already booked my flight for a 11 PM."

"But Yuri..." Viktor said feeling hopeless.

"I have to go." Yuri said. He grabbed his suitcase and left.

"You have to go Yuri?" Viktor said with a fearful look in his eyes, "then so do I."

Viktor booked a flight to Hasetū for two days in the future. He was going to win back his love Yuri, even if it killed him.