Victuri: Walls ✔️

Chapter 21

A.N. Totally love this song ^ wish I could play piano like that. 

"Hi I'm Phichit, nice to meet you" He says holding his hand out for Yuri to shake. My partner then eagerly takes his hand and shakes it.

We spend a good hour talking to Phichit and him and Yuri really seem to hit it off. It's really nice to see considering that Yuri doesn't really have any friends other than me.

As it nears dinner time we say our farewells; him and Yuri exchange numbers and we head back to the car.

By the time we get to Yuri's house the sun is beginning to set and my Yuri is asleep in the passenger seat. Quietly I open the car door trying not to wake him then carefully slip my hands under him, carrying him inside and up to his bed. Slowly I lay him down, kiss him on the cheek and whisper in his hear "I love you, Yuri." (Finally ;))

He stirs and slowly blinks his deep brown eyes open, and I stare down at him, lost in them. "Vitya, I-I love you too" he replies softly and lifts his hand up gripping the front of my shirt and pulling me into a kiss. I then get on the bed properly and straddle him, leaning into his touch as his hand slides across the side of my face. I deepen the kiss, licking his lip asking for an entrance and he opens his mouth slightly, giving me access to explore.

My hands are firmly planted on his waist but gradually begin to slip under his shirt, feeling his soft skin. I feel his hands do the same then slowly go further up trying to pull my shirt off, I hesitate slightly then lean back pulling it off myself.

A loud shout comes from below "DINNER!" 

Yuri quickly pulls me close and whispers in my ear "You shouldn't worry, like I told you before you're beautiful" He says sliding his hand over the biggest scar that goes across one side of my ribcage. He must have noticed my hesitation. I quietly climb off him and slip my shirt back on, following him down the stairs and into the kitchen.

This is the first time I'm going to meet Yuri's mum, I hope she likes me.

"So this must be Victor?" She enquires.

"Its a pleasure to meet you Mrs Katsuki" I say bowing my head slightly.

"Oh, polite." She sounds shocked "and you're a friend of Yuri's?" she asks.

"Y-Yes" I reply, not really sure what Yuri has told her about our relationship.

She then sits me down at the table and asks Yuri to help her with the dishes. When we're finally all sitting down I start to dig into my meal, it-it's delicious "Vkusno!" I shout. "Wow this is amazing! Yuri you're so lucky to have a mother that can cook so well."

"Thats very kind of you to say Victor. So... How did you two meet?" Her leaning in expectantly.

"A-actually mum. There is something I'd like to tell you." The raven haired boy interrupts. "You see, me and Victor aren't just friends... We're dating." There is a long pause and the room is completely silent.

"Well I'm very happy for you dear." She finally replies, "It's about time you had a relationship given you're almost 17..."

I sigh in relief and Yuri's hand reaches for mine, our fingers weaving together on the table.

After the long meal and explaining how we met to Yuri's mother - not going into detail about the events with JJ or about my mother - me and yuri finally make our way back upstairs and he collapses on the bed. His black hair spreading across the pillow and his limbs taking up the rest of the bed. I sit down next to him, stroke his hair out of the way and lift his glasses from his face.

"Thank you for today victor. The paint balling... everything." I just smiled at him gently continuing to stroke his hair before falling into a deep slumber.

A.N. Ok I've finally planned out the chapters and I'm going to aim for 35, does that sound reasonable?

Figured I'll share a bit about my life. So I have mocks in two weeks and my GCSEs in May but instead of revising I like to procrastinate by reading/writing fanfics. 

Also I watched Your Name (Kimi no na wa) it was so sad, when the pen and the hand eeeekkkk, I'm tearing up thinking about it. Then the ending when they were like 'Your name is....'      ),:    I'm officially deadded inside. (BTW deadded is totally a word, Shakespeare got to make his own words so why can't I).