Victor is the typical jock at school and Yuuri the typical nerd. Except they're not. One is whipped and desperate while the other has more secret admirers than Pichit has hamsters (which is a lot).
~ Chronological one shots of a Victuuri collage AU.
Tribute to thatscene in Spiderman where Peter and Ned are being creeps x (love them)
"Look at him..." my cheek rests in the heel of my hand as I dreamily stare at Yuuri from our spot at the dining room table. He's on a ladder, being handed a banner for a show the gymnastics team is doing in a few weeks.
"Yep" Chris munches too loud on crisps and entertains my obsession, watching Yuuri smile at his friend Pichit who is also in the gymnastics team. I'm jealous of Pichit.
"Has he worn that t-shirt before?" Chris asks, frowning at the gray top with a NASA logo Yuuri is wearing under his hoodie.
"Yea... but not with the hoodie. He had an open charcoal shirt the last time." I reply absently, watching the strip of tanned skin that shows when he stretches his arms up to hang the banner.
"Ahh I see" he crunches again.
"What the fuck is wrong with you guys?"
We both turn to Yura's disgusted face and make offended gestures.
He scoffs and returns to his phone.
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Yuuri and Victor actually interact in the next chapter; sorry to keep you waiting .
I start A level (collage) tomorrow. Please pray for me :(
