Closer

Chapter 5: Look At Me!

‼️WARNING‼️ EXPLICIT SMUT SCENE

Viktor boarded the airplane to Hasetsū with his dog Makkachin. Maka lay on Viktor's lap, allowing him to rest a little easier. If not for Maka, Viktor thinks he might have broke down and not kept pushing to see his love.
Viktor had a window seat, the one normally given to Yuri.

He had a flashback to when the two of them first lay there together. Yuri hadn't minded that Viktor lay on his shoulder. Viktor was so happy that Yuri let him stay there without being angry at him.

This was before Yuri knew.

Or Viktor even for that matter.

They had loved each other for quite some time now, but it was the little things before that reminded Viktor he loved Yuri and would never have that same connection with anyone else.

He closed his eyes. The travel from St. Petersburg to Hasetsū was nine hours, he might as well get some shut eye.

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Viktor opened his eyes, in front of him was Yuri. Yuri was wearing all white, and looked purer than an angel.

"Yuri..." Viktor called out. Viktor reached his hand out for Yuri to grab. Yuri smiled at him, but the smile wasn't his. It belonged to someone else.

"Oh Viktor," Yuri said, except it wasn't only his voice, it was someone else's as well, "if only I still loved you."

"But Yuri!" Viktor shouted out for his fiancé, "you do love me!"

Yuri's face melted into Achim's.

"You're right, I do," Achim said with the same devious smile that was on Yuri's face just now, "and he knows that too."

Achim disappeared, and a crying Yuri, back turned, appeared in front of Viktor again.

"Why Viktor, why'd you do it?" Yuri said, crying.

"Yuri I-!" Suddenly a bus came and hit Yuri dead on.

Viktor woke up in a cold sweat. He looked at the time on the screen in front of him. Four more hours to go.

He wasn't going to sleep the rest of the plane ride.

In Hasetsū

Yuri took his bag to his old room, his parents questioned him about what happened, but saw he was unwilling to talk, so they dropped it and let him come to them when he was ready, which Yuri was grateful for.

There was suddenly a knock on his door. It was Mari.

"Hey, what's up." His sister cooly asked. She was always so cool and calm.

"Nothing, I just needed to come home, Russia is too cold."

Mari took a puff of a cigarette and frowned.

"That's the most bullshit excuse I've heard from you in a while."

"Yeah well that's all I'm going to say," Yuri said with a tinge of sass.

"You're welcome to stay here, but you need to figure something out before you decide to move here and do nothing." Mari said after another hit of her cig.

Yuri nodded and Mari closed the door. He didn't want to talk, he didn't want to feel, he didn't want to know anything. He just wanted to be in his room alone and away from everything.

Away from Viktor.

Yuri fell asleep.

Four hours later...