Victor's PoV
I stare at the white ceiling for like hours? I don't know I already lost count. Everything happened so fast to the point that I can't even remember some of it. All I knew is that I'm dying... FAST!
I kept staring at the white ceiling, the silence is killing me. The sound of the clock that keeps ticking every second is like my personal timer.
The clock is the timer and I'm the bomb itself. There's no exact time when I'll die, it will just happen one day. One day I'll explode and di, not unless if you defuse the bomb. If only I can find a match.
I laugh at my thoughts. Of course it would be a miracle to find a match after all, out of Billions of people only tens or a hundred of people are my match and they would be like half way across the world away from here.
Besides who will be dumb enough to volunteer their own heart to a stranger? This is hopeless, even if that angelic doctor... Katsuki, was it? Says that he'll do this impossible search, in the end it will be too late.
((A.N// YAY!! UPDATE! BUT NOOO It's short! Too short!
So this chapter is like a tease one and I won't update for like 3 moths. JK. I'll write more later in the morning. *Tired AF* Anyway, anytime soon I'll change the tags and put something.
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My Private Doctor
FanficAU where Victor is a 'Playboy' (he really is tho..) and Yuuri is a 'Doctor'. This would take place in St. Petersburg in Russia..... P.S I'm sorry if this going to suck cause, I'm worst when it comes to this and I'm so sorry if the title is somewhat...
