Victuri: Walls ✔️

Chapter 9

A.N. Sorry decided it was better to just go for a new chapter so here it is. Enjoy :)

Yuri POV

In the morning I wake to the smell of bacon. Following my nose I make my way down stairs to find Victor already up, dressed and in the kitchen cooking. I lean on the door frame watching him for a minute, he seems to know what he's doing.

"Hey Yuri, how do you like your eggs?" He asks

"Oh don't worry about it, i'll have whatever you want"

I go and sit down at the table and a few moments later victor greets me with two plates, he places one in front of me and the other in front of him. It looks amazing, the bacons crispy, the eggs look fried to perfection with some roasted tomatoes, beans and toast on the other side of the plate.

"Victor, this looks amazing. You didn't have to go to so much trouble."

"Ah don't worry about it, its not any trouble" he says shyly whilst looking at his plate prodding his bacon with his fork.

Victor POV

Its no trouble Yuri, as long as its for you.

I finish eating and look over at Yuri who still has half a plate left of food. He's so delicate when he eats, cutting everything into small pieces before putting them in is mouth.

"Yuri I was thinking since we never got to do what I was planning for Friday, do you fancy it today instead?"

He nods his head.

For Friday I had planned to take him to a movie, then to get dinner at a restaurant before walking down to the beach and watching the sunset together, as fiends of course. (wink wink) But I thought that maybe instead of the movie I could take him ice skating since he seemed so interested in it yesterday.

I warn him that it might be cold out and he should wrap up warm, but he reminds me he doesn't have any clothes. So I go up to my room and pull out some things I think might fit him. A pair of jeans, a black t-shirt and a grey hoodie, I hand them to him and he goes to the bathroom to get showered and changed. I then head downstairs to find a coat for him and hang it by he door ready for when we leave. I then go back upstairs to wait for him outside the bathroom.

When he emerges I'm surprised by how well everything fits. The skinny jeans are a tad baggy but everything else seems ok.

"Looking good" I say and he blushes a bit. I turn and start to walk down the stairs, Yuri following closely behind me. When we reach the bottom I hand him the coat I had pulled out for him then slip my own coat on.

We step out the door and it shuts behind us clicking as it locks. I offer my hand to Yuri and he takes it (Just as friends (for now), I hold hands with my friends all the time), the ice rink isn't far so I decide it would be better to walk. The air outside is so cold that I can see Yuri's breaths in little mists as we walk. He walks beside me in silence, his eyes looking everywhere except at me but even so his hand still stays fitted in mine, his hold tight not wanting to let go.

I look at him, really look at him. His back hair is messy, my clothes don't fit him properly but nevertheless I can't help but think to myself that he looks... cute. I've had a few girlfriends in the past but it didn't last long with any of them, it just never felt right. Yuri's the first person to ever make me feel this way, i don't quite understand why but when I look at him all I feel is pure happiness, and when he leaves it feels like someones punched a hole in me and pulled my heart from my chest.

Lost in my thoughts I stumble on an uneven bit of paving, his arm stiffens and keeps me from plummeting to the the ground, his eyes meeting mine and I blush.

Could it be that I'm falling for the raven haired boy?