Worlds

Chapter 5

Yuuri's eyes fluttered open, not remembering where he was. He tried to sit up, but felt something weighing him down. Yuuri looked over his shoulder then a gasp escaped him. He had forgotten that Viktor had fallen asleep behind him.
Not wanting to disturb him, he gently removed Viktor's arm from around him, setting it on the warm spot Yuuri had occupied. He then sat up on the bed, still wearing his shoes.
     Yuuri looked at the clock on the side table. It read 5:32. Yuuri had woken up just in time. The "victory party" (*cough* Victuuri party *cough*) was set to start at roughly 6:30.
     Yuuri gently tapped Viktor's shoulder. "Viktor?" Yuuri whispered. "Viktor, I'm going to take a shower now. Please get up by the time I get out,". Viktor didn't respond. Yuuri sighed. He probably would wake up while he's in the shower. Hopefully he would remember that they had to get ready. Yuuri told himself to go now.
     Yuuri didn't move. His eyes were locked on Viktor's face. Even though he was twenty-eight, he still looked like a child, at least when he was sleeping.
     Without really thinking about it, Yuuri brushed away the silver strands from Viktor's face. He leaned down and gave him a light kiss on his forehead.
     'Why did I do that! Yuuri! You can't just go around kissing people in their sleep, especially Viktor!' Yuuri scolded himself in his head. Covering his red face, Yuuri went into the attached bathroom to take a shower.
     As soon as Yuuri left, Viktor opened his eyes a little and smiled to himself.

     Yuuri finished his shower about twenty minutes later. When he came out of the bathroom, he immediately turned around covering his face.
     Viktor turned towards Yuuri who was steaming up. Viktor hadn't put his shirt on yet when Yuuri came out of the bathroom.
     "What's wrong Yuuri?" Viktor asked kind of mockingly. Yuuri turned back towards Viktor, but just looked down seeing as Viktor hadn't put his shirt on yet.
     "N-nothing," Yuuri lied. "Could you maybe just.....m-maybe put a s-shirt on?" Yuuri stammered. Viktor moved towards him, slightly learning over him.
     "Are you sure that's what you want, Yuuri?" Viktor mocked. Yuuri swallowed.
     "Y-yes?" Yuuri responded. Viktor stared at him for another moment before pulling away and putting his shirt on. Yuuri released a breath he didn't know he was holding.

     Once they were both ready, Viktor opened the door motioning Yuuri to go through. Viktor closed the door behind him and locked it.
    "Let's go!" Viktor gave a heart shaped smile, then he practically skipped to the elevator. Yuuri chuckled, then followed him. Walking instead though.
     Yuuri wasn't particularly looking forward to socializing, but he knew he would be fine (no more banquet nights I'm afraid) as long as Viktor was there.