Left Behind

I

want to go home.

Yuuri's tired thoughts were interrupted by an announcement for boarding. Viktor stood and stretched his arms, yawning which in return caused Yuuri to yawn; The action making Vikor chuckle.

They grabbed their carry on and went down the long, scary, and slightly shaking, tunnel that was connected to their plane. Their seats were thankfully next to each others and as they placed their carry on in the overhead compartment, they settled into the semi comfortable seats and prepared themselves for the twelve hour flight, hand in hand.

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Hour 1

Yuuri rested his head against the back of the chair as he rolled his shoulder under the weight of Viktor's head. Viktor had conveniently passed out ten minutes into the flight which left Yuuri to find his own way of entertaining himself. He pulled out his phone and tapped a book app, opening any title that he hadn't read.

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Hour 2

Viktor's drool was grossing Yuuri out at this point so with a loving shove Viktor's head lolled to the other side giving Yuuri some relief. Yuuri was growing tired of reading and turned on the small TV that was attached to the seat, scrolling through various movies and TV shows.

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Hour 5

Yuuri had been watching non-stop movies, Viktor finally waking up beside him and joining him in a romantic comedy.

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Hour 6

They had brought out food now and Viktor paused the movie to talk while they ate. The two enjoyed their lunch while chatting about their time in Italy a bit, both ignoring the horrible memories that were made at the ice rink. once their trays had been taken away Viktor rested his head against Yuuri's shoulder falling asleep. Yuuri resumed the movie they had been watching only to fall asleep as well.

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Yuuri sat with Viktor in a bright green field with a vast blue sky filled with sunlight, dressed in white and picking white and yellow flowers; An overwhelming sense of happiness filling him.

Yuuri placed one of his flowers into Viktor's hair and Viktor caressed Yuuri's hand while laughing. Yuuri smiled at Viktor and leaned in, pecking his cheek. When Yuuri pulled back he noticed that there was a black smudge on Viktors cheek. "Viktor your cheek." Yuuri stated and Viktor looked at him in confusion. "Never mind I'll get it." Yuuri licked his thumb and ran it across the smudge, suddenly becoming confused as well as he noticed his thumb creating a trail of black.

Yuuri blinked rapidly as he pulled his hand back, his body shaking slightly as he inspected his hand; his thumb coated in black. Yuuri felt something hit his thigh and he looked down noticing a black drop. Yuuri lifted his hand slowly, touching his lips then pulling back, his eyes widened at the sight of his black, shiney fingers. Yuuri looked back to Viktor who was looking at him worriedly.

"What's wrong Yuuri?" Viktor asked, the black smudge on his face suddenly growing. Yuuri watched in horror as Viktor's face was engulfed in darkness along with his body, the flowers around him becoming poisoned as well. Yuuri's clothes stained with black as the field became dirty, the sky growing dark with it. everything became consumed by the blackness, including Yuuri.

Yuuri blinked his eyes and he was at the hot springs. Everything looked exactly the same as they had left it. Yuuri took a sweep of the dining room stopping when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. he turned to the pictures of him and Viktor that hung on the wall and noticed that one of them only held his face, an empty space beside it. The picture next to it suddenly distorted quickly, returning to normal before Viktor faded out of it. Yuuri gasped and ran to the wall, grabbing the picture from it. Each picture, one after the other, followed the same pattern as the other, distorting and fading, leaving a picture of Yuuri alone.