Join Me In Hell

If I Reach For You

His mind struggling its way out of the darkness  Yuuri had a horrible feeling of impending doom.   It was a familiar sensation, all the signs were there as well,  everything screaming to him that he'd probably done some seriously stupid things the night before.   He knew better than to drink,   he wasn't able to handle himself well  and his only saving grace seemed to be that he never remembered anything.   He was in his own bed, no one else was in the bed and  though his entire body felt sore he was not in very bad shape.   Attempting opening his eyes the sudden introduction of too bright light was startling,  someone had opened the curtains allowing the  sun to focus right on him.  Groaning he shut his eyes, wanting nothing more than a return to the welcoming arms of sleep.   The bed was comfortable, the pillows soft beneath his head and the covers embracing his sore body in warmth offering the solace he desired so very much right now.  

Why he believed that would be allowed he didn't know.  It certainly wasn't the worst of his actions lately.   

"Finally you rejoin the living, "  Viktor's harsh tone  shattered any hope of sleeping his hangover off more completely.    "I was about to take action."

Yuuri wanted only to disappear into the covers and kept his back facing the source of that voice. It might be pointless in thinking maybe he'd just give up and walk away but it was worth a shot.  

"Just leave me here so I can die in peace. "  a quiet plea,  even his own voice seemed remarkably loud.  

"You know I am not allowed to do that.  "  Viktor said in reply,  his usual calm now tinged with irritation.   "I would appreciate you proving to me that the praise Celestino spoke of you is not misdirected.  You have duties that must be tended to."

"Reschedule whatever it is,  "  Yuuri had absolutely no desire to face anyone or anything beyond this bed.    

"No."   

In one abrupt motion Viktor grabbed and removed the covers  Yuuri had wrapped himself in.  His cry in protest  was met only with more demands.

"You will get up, get yourself cleaned up, dressed and ready for your appointment  so that we will be on time.  I will not accept excuses, you've done enough damage with last night's antics." somehow his accent became more noticeable as his anger rose.  "Be grateful I was able to manage the situation and avoid having Celestino discover your attempts at embarrassing us both."

That didn't make sense.  "Huh?   "  

still with his back facing Viktor, Yuuri sat up slowly,  his first try producing only the odd feeling that everything in the room was moving except his own body.  His stomach lurched in response.  After a couple attempts he succeeded , sitting on the bed's edge with his head down and in his hands.   It would have been nice to be able to make Viktor  blink out of existance so he could be alone with his shame.  

"Why do you say both of us?"   Yuuri still didn't understand.

"I am tasked with you so what you do reflects on me and I will not have your mistakes destroy what has taken me my lifetime to achieve.  "   Viktor said  

"Lucky you,  looking after the family's treasured pet."  Yuuri groaned, turning to glare at the man standing on the other side completely calm, dressed and ready for the day.   "If I try hard enough I might be able to hate you.  "

"At least it would be a genuine emotion,"  Viktor shot back  "You are expected downstairs for an important photo  and video promotional shoot in two hours.   I would prefer if we arrived early but I will accept on time.  We will discuss last night's events later."