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The japaneese boy blushed at the name, but calmed down and looked up at Viktor aith tears still in his eyes.
The younger boy's eyes widened.
The russian male leaned down closer and kissed the younger boy.
The kiss soon got more hotter, Viktor's tongue exploring Yuuri's mouth and hishands under the younger boy's shirt.
"Y-Yuuri...Mm, I love you. Mmm" The russian male noaned and said through the kiss.
Yuuri pulled away and started crying again.
"Yuuri, did I make you cry? God, I'm such a dumbass!" The older boy said, panicking on what he did wrong.
"V-Viktor, it isn't your fault. I love you too, that's why I stalked you. Because I was sad when I saw you near other girls and I just ran home and scrolled trough my pictures.
Then, Gene came over to my house, broke in and cut my arms. They have cuts and bruises on them now." Yuuri said, pulling his sleeves up.
Viktor's eyes widend and he brought Yuuri's arm to his lips and kissed every little or big mark that was left on his soft and gentle skin.
"Vitya, that tickles!~" Yuuri said, giggling and laughing with Viktor.
This was their best day.

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