Dance Boiz

Yikes

Victor's POV

As much as I like Yuuri, spending the night was too big of a step too soon in my opinion. I didn't want him to wake up and think that anything had happened that he didn't want.

So, as soon as I felt his breathing even out and his body loosen with sleep, I picked him up and carried him to the room he went in to get the blankets and pillows, assuming that it was his bedroom. I'm glad that Yuuri is a very heavy sleeper (I had to shake him and practically yell his name 3 times before he woke up after I had realized we fell asleep) because I dropped him on his bed a little less than gracefully. 

I went back to the living room and picked up one of the pillows and his comforter so Yuuri wouldn't have to sleep on his bed with no bedding. But when I walked back into his room, he was curled up and murmuring something unconsciously. He was so cute, like a pet when they're dreaming and you can see their expressions and breathing change, giving you an insight as to what may be happening in their mind. 

I knew he was curled up like that because he was cold though so I quickly threw the blanket over his and gently raised his head to slide the pillow underneath. I was about to move away and out of the room when I heard him say "You're not leaving, are you Victor?" And as much as I was scared to have possibly waken him up, I was also feeling like my heart had been shattered with the way he asked me that. His tone tore me to pieces but the way he said my name made all those pieces melt into place again. 

Still not knowing if he was awake or not, I knelt down so I was right next to him. I brushed his hair out of his eyes as I said "No, I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable, I'll just be out in the living room." 

His head burrowed deeper into the pillow and a light smile that could turn me to jelly spread across his face. With that, I decided it was dangerous for me to stay in the room any longer - not because I would do anything, but because Yuuri might ask me to stay with him and if he did one more cute thing, I might give in. But the whole reason why I moved him was so we would be separated and both feel more comfortable, so I had to leave. 

I walked back to the living room to lay back down on the couch. I set my alarm on my phone to 6, an hour and a half before I had to be at the studio, and found myself wondering if Yuuri would like to get up with me and sit in on my classes the next day. Maybe then I could sit in on his right after mine and then we could go out somewhere for dinner. 

In my mind, it was all planned out and ready to be executed. I've never obsessed over a person like I have with Yuuri. I meant everything I told him tonight and more - I find him so extraordinary and I want to stay close to him for as long as possible. 

My thoughts are interrupted by a loud snore that suddenly echoed out of Yuuri's room. I smiled to the point where my cheeks hurt, thinking "yeah, that's my boyfriend now."

I was going to make this part longer but I don't know how to continue with writing as Victor so I'm going to end it here. Plus, I think it's a nice little thought to leave off on. :)