yuuri cautiously sat in the passenger seat of viktor's car, buckling his seatbelt as viktor started it up.
"so, yuuri," viktor says, clearing his throat a bit. "where do you live?"
"u-uh," he stutters. "the apartment complex named 'campstone'."
viktor's eyebrows furrow a bit, but yet he takes the turn leading to the location.
"isn't that area known for.. bad ish things?" viktor asks, glancing over at yuuri's red coated cheeks.
"i.. i guess."
"i heard from a guy at work that apparently there is an apartment always heard by neighbors with slaps and screams and cries? have you ever heard it?"
yuuri blushes, glancing out his window as a small lump formed in his throat.
that was his apartment, actually.
"yeah, i've heard it." he whispers.
viktor glances over, noticing the sad look on yuuri's face as he trailed his pointer finger down the cold glass of the car window.
"you know.." viktor laughs, trying to spark up a positive atmosphere, even though he didn't understand why it was negative in the first place. "y-yuuri is a very nice name.."
the smaller boy's eyes widen, his heart skipping a beat as his hand stopped moving.
he looks back at viktor, trying desperately to hold back the bright blush that was consuming his face.
"th..thank you."
xxx
really short sorry guys
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Nobody | V.N Y.K - Discontinued
FanfictionThis story has been discontinued. ... "who are you?" the boy with the cold, dark gaze and the ebony hair paused for a minute, contemplating whether to answer. "i'm nobody." - #1 @ #viktorxyuuri 9/19/18 -- // lowercase intended // // started april 11...
