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.
I'm not a lover of library's. I've only been to the school library twice and this library, the public one minutes away from my house, is new to me.
So I explore, until I find the classics section; it's in the very corner of the large place and next to an empty table, perfect.
When it comes to classics I tend to do online research, take notes in class and go through the two Greek myth books I have. That isn't enough anymore. It stopped being enough when I realised just how much Yuuri knows about Greek Mythology and just how much I want to know because of that. He's grown my existing passion for the topic. I'd love to talk to Yuuri for hours about something that makes his eyes light up just like they do when we discussed Marvel movies.
It's a good thing I decided to watch all of the films. I remember the day, I think it was four days after I fist saw Yuuri; he was talking to Pichit by the lockers when I walked by, they were having a heated debate about whether Tony Stark would forgive Steve Rogers and how he would do it and that very day I went straight home and watched all the available marvel movies. I cost me one whole night of sleep but it was totally worth it.
As I sit at the table, pouring over a book about Aphrodite and her endeavours, I hear hurried footsteps. Somebody is on the other side of the bookshelves to my left and I don't think much of it until they speak.
"I'll be ten minutes Pichit. Please, I literally just fell out of bed and I look like shit and I need a book about Apollo right now or I'll die."
I could never mistake the voice of the sweet angel Yuuri Katsuki.
Then my body coils in nervousness. What do I say? What do I do? should I let him know I can hear his conversation?
When he comes into view it's too late to decide.
It's also impossible because I'm so stricken by his appearance I loose my words.
He doesn't look like shit, quite the opposite, he looks beautiful. Beautiful in a way I haven't seen from him before because he looks so different from his usual beauty.
Today he's not wearing any piece of his tracksuit since its not a school day; instead he sports black jeans and a large green jumper.
That's not what's really different though; what's different is his hair. For the first time ever it's not slicked back. Strands of onyx fall over his forehead and tickle his glasses. He looks so pure I may die of melting.
"Victor?" He gapes, as suprised as I am.
There's muffled yelling though his phone that he cuts with the tap of his screen.
"You look so beautiful when you fall out of bed" is the first thing I say.
Why? Just why. Why does my mouth have to do these things?
Yuuri blushes a colour so pretty that my heart lurches in my chest and I forget how creepy I thought I sounded.
"I- I was gonna text you" he whispers so quiet I almost don't hear.
"You were?" I feel my face light up as I smile at the beautiful boy I'm so blessed to know.
"I thought I'd take on that dinner today. If you're free"
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Yet again, I present trash to you. Gosh; I've hit a bad patch in my writing life. Everything is just awful.
New schedule: - - Wednesday: Black Knight - Friday: One shots Saturday: Unexpected Sunday: Black Knight
