The Connection//*DISCONTINUED*

Chapter 21

Viktor's POV

I crack open my eyes, squinting against the bright light streaming through the windows. I sit up in bed before I cry out, falling back onto the plush mattress. I rub my sore muscles, whimpering in the process. I hear the door open, and I lift my head to see Yuuri standing in the doorway, a giant smirk on his face. Walking over to the bed, he sits down beside me and starts rubbing the sore muscles in my arm, making me wince.

"Did you work yourself too hard yesterday, my love?" He asks, the smirk still gracing his beautiful face. I nod at him, not wanting to speak at the moment. Abruptly, he stands up and leaves the room, gently closing the door behind him. He comes back minutes later, wraps his arm around my waist, and half carries me out of the room. I put my arm around his shoulders, helping him carry me. He leads me to the bathroom and sits me on the edge of the bathtub, which is now filled with warm water.

I shoot him a questioning glance, and he responds with, "A warm bath always helped me with my sore muscles." Yuuri shuts the door and turns to me, reaching for the hem of my shirt. My heart starts beating a million times a minute, and I wrap my arms around my torso,  keeping Yuuri from pulling up my shirt. My face turns red and I frantically shake my head at him. A deep sigh escapes from his throat, and he stands back and crosses his arms.

"N-no, you c-can't do that Yuuri. I-I don't want y-you to s-see me," I pause, blushing even harder, before saying, "n-naked." Yuuri just shakes his head and kneels on the floor in front of me, framing my head in his hands. He softly strokes my cheek bones with his thumbs and presses a kiss to the tip of my nose. I put my face in my hands, turning away from Yuuri despite the pain that it causes.

"Vitya, I'm just trying to help you. I know how much your muscles are hurting right now, so I want to make them better. How about this; you can undress yourself, you can even keep your underwear on. Just let me help you, okay?" I nod my head, and peek out of my fingers to see that Yuuri has his back turned, so, despite the pain, I quickly got undressed. I lowered myself into the water, steam rising off of my body.

I sigh contentedly, sliding down in the tub till my chin is level with the water. I hear Yuuri giggling at me, the beautiful sound filling the small space of the bathroom, calming me down considerably. Yuuri grabs my arm and starts to massage it. My muscles still hurt, but the warm water helps assuage the pain. I hum quietly as Yuuri pushes me off of the back of the bathtub and starts to carefully rub my shoulders.

"Is that better, Vitya?" He asks, and I nod my head, keeping my eyes shut from how nice his massage feels while I sit in the soothing water. I feel the soft touch of my soulmate leave my back, so I lean back in the water again and smile happily. Suddenly, I feel a pair of lips pressing on mine, and seconds later, they're gone.

"Viktor, I think its about time to get out of the bath." I nod my head and open my eyes, noticing right away that Yuuri has left the bathroom. I get out and towel off, wrapping the towel around my waist. I peek out into the hallway and make sure the coast is clear before walking back to the bedroom. I close the door and put clean clothes on and plop down onto the bed. I can't believe I just let Yuuri do that. But, it was calming.

I walk out to the kitchen where I'm greeted with the sight of Yuuri standing at the stove, stirring a pot of soup that smelled like it might be chicken soup. He turns to look at me and smiles softly at me. His brown eyes shine, and his face has a healthy glow to it. The steam coming out of the pot had hit his face, making his cheeks red, giving the impression that he is blushing. My feet unconsciously carry me over to Yuuri. Stopping inches away from him, I wrap my arms around his waist, pulling him closer to me. 

"I love you, Yuuri." I whisper, a rose pink blush dusting across my face. Seconds later, the soft skin of Yuuri's lips is on my own. The kiss shoots sparks of happiness all throughout my body. His lips on my own gave me a sense of security, like nothing else ever has. His lips leave mine, and I lean in to find them again, falling onto him in the process. Yuuri snorts loudly at me and gently pushes me off of him. I sag back onto him as he grabs two bowls and ladles soup into them both. Handing me one, we walk to the table and sit down, eating our lunch in a comfortable silence.

When we finish our lunch, we wash our dishes and go to our living room, plopping down on the couch next to each other. Yuuri lets out a deep sigh and grabs my hand, stroking the palm of my hand with his thumb. I bring Viktor's hand up tomy face and kiss the back of his hand.  He glances over at me and gives me a tired smile  before laying down across my body. My breath hitches and my face turns red, but nonetheless, I wrap my arms around his torso and pull him closer to me.

"Yuuri, my love, what's wrong?" I ask, and he looses another sigh. His hand comes up to his face and he massages the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger. I bring my hands up to his shoulders and start rubbing them.

"Its just.....I'm really stressed out right now. I was really worried about you yesterday. I still am worried." He looks at me and smiles, but I sense the sadness behind it. I move my arms back around his chest and pull him closer, nuzzling my nose onto his neck. 

"I'm sorry, Yuuri," I murmur, pressing a short kiss to the side of his neck. He turns over and snuggles into my chest. I thread my fingers through his soft, raven hair, savoring the softness of it. I take his glasses off and put them on the table beside the couch before threading my fingers back into his hair. I softly run my fingers through his hair, careful not to pull it. I feel Yuuri nuzzle his face into my chest, causing me to blush and smile at him.

I hold him until he falls asleep on me, catching up on the sleep he undoubtedly needs. Yuuri unconsciously snuggles closer to me, and I giggle quietly so that I don't wake him. I rest my cheek on the top of his head, loving the soft feeling of his hair on my face. I rub his back, trailing my fingers up and down his spine. I hear a knock sound at the door and I jump. Yuuri wakes up, looks around, his eyes widening.

He jumps up and walks cautiously to the door, trying to listen for whoever might be out there. Another knock sounds, and I get up to walk behind Yuuri to the door. He opens the door and snarls before slamming the door. A hand catches the door, opening it back up. A head of bond hair pops through our doorway, surprising me.

"Chris." Yuuri growls from beside me.