You Matter⇾Viktor X Yuuri // Yoi Fanfiction

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lee-says.so  After his previous defeats last season you would have never thought Yuuri Katsuki would have now made a full on comeback in the skating world! Knocking down nearly all his opponents. What's he going to do now that he's up against the one who drove him there in the first place?...read more

   Yuuri Katsuki finishes in 2nd place in his first competition of the year now facing against his husband Viktor Nikiforov...show more

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disrespected-natur3  · 13m

  It's not a comeback if you were never there, to begin with.

rdYeezy · 4m

I'm so proud of him though, I've been a Katsuki fan forever. Before he was even this popular!!

somebody_elses_love  · 11m

@disrespected-natur3 That doesn't matter, he was always trying his best to get there and he still is trying. No one needs your distasteful ass comments. You're always calling every skater garbage.

working4u · 7m

I agree with @somebody_elses_love    that's fucking rude.

phichits.sterZ9000 · 4m  

OMG YUURI!!!!!!!! HE DID IT AGAIN! Bless his soul!

ikno345 · 12m

He looks kinda... I dunno wobbly? On the ice, but the execution was extraordinary.

disrespected-natur3 · 3m

Okay, that's funny because as soon as someone states the truth about this particular skater then everyone wants to get offended? I'm so sorry for pointing this out, but it's not like he's ever even gotten first place. Not even now, where's his gold medal? He looks wobbly and if he were just slightly better than he'd get the gold- but no. 

disrespected-natur3 · 3m

Katsucci is probably too afraid to get anywhere beyond off the ground he's stuck on. He was less than an amateur before Viktor decided to step in and pity him. 

phichits.hampsterZ · 1m    

That doesn't make what you're saying any less rude. He's trying so sdfu. Is ur name disrespectful natur3 because you're always being disrespectful? Because if so, what elses_love  said is right and no one wants your distasteful comments.

A smile spread across his face as he glanced down at his medal because he earned it, right?

Regardless of what anyone said, regardless of their laughs- he did this, and only he knows the hell he'd been in just previously. "Yuuri!" The Japanese male was engulfed in a hug as he yelped in surprise. "V-Viktor we're in publi-ack!" His breath caught as the platinum-haired male hugged him tighter.

"You were amazing! A little shaky, but still amazing."  

"I have done way better, do you just always need a reason to suffocate me?" He chuckled then relaxing into the embrace. 

"Of course not," He replied laughing himself. "I'd suffocate you if you just smiled in my direction." They stayed like that for a while until Viktor finally pulled away. "Yuuri," He stated, gaze hardening. "You were wobbly... and the face you made after landing some of your jumps... did you hurt yourself and you're not telling me about it?" Yuuri's heart sped as he searched for the right lie. 

Lie... Was this what he was doing now? Searching for lies to tell his husband to cover up his dirt trail, and deep down Yuuri knew that Viktor did deserve to know the truth behind his lies, but he couldn't bring himself to let them loose. If Viktor were to find out, what would he think of the younger man? He obviously couldn't take care of himself...like he let what happened to him, happen. Will he ever be strong enough? The thought made his eyes gloss and his vision to blur, and Viktor's gaze softened. "...  You can talk to me about it? Maybe we should go somewhere else ..." 

He was tempted, to spill right there, in public, letting everyone know how he was struggling and how desperately he needed help... before the darkness in his mind consumed him entirely. "No, t-there's nothing to talk to you about. Sorry if you felt that way." He spoke with the most genuine smile he could muster, pulled through the now dark crevice of his mind. 

Viktor simply stared at him, before replying "You're just being too stubborn for your own good..." 

His gaze finally broke as Viktor's 'name' was called from behind them, "Viktwhooore!" It sang as they both turned around to see a spinning Christophe, his gold reward swinging as he skipped over. He stopped in front of them and looked from Yuuri to Viktor then back at Yuuri. 

"Stop being so hard on your boyfriend." He scolds, glaring back at Viktor. 

Viktor sighed playfully before pressing a finger to his own lips. "But he didn't get me my gold medal. I do recall him promising more than one, da?" 

Chris thinned his lips and Yuuri shuffled his feet, looking down. 

"He just...I dunno. Yuuri, I know it's none of my business butttt," He paused and smirked.

"Spit it out, Chris." 

"Did you guys have sex yesterda-" Yuuri's face turned scarlet and Viktor sighed dramatically, cutting off Chris. 

"No, Chris." He snickered, "although I wouldn't mind that, I would never sabotage Yuuri from competing against me in the Grand Prix." He then winked in Yuuri's direction causing the younger man to hide his face. Chris simply watched them in amusement before adding, "Well it just seemed like he was stiff when it came to moving his ass." Viktor stayed quiet for a second, "You would know about that. Have you ever even had sex before going out on the ice?" He questioned, suddenly curious about what his friend had to say. 

Yuuri just hid his face slowly backing away from the conversation he didn't want to be a part of. "I-I'm just gonna go get changed..." He said running to the changing rooms.

It seemed he was always back here. Him and his bruises, staring back at him. They were now a dark purple colour, and he almost panicked if not knowing bruises get worse before they get better.

Yuuri sighed pulling on his pants and stuffing his costume into his bag. "If only they'd heal already..." He murmured to himself squeezing his eyes shut as he grabbed out his shirt. But the voice behind him startled as it spoke with much more profundity than ever before.

 "What. The. Fuck, are those?" 

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