「Anime x Reader One Shots」

Present (Viktor Nikiforov x Pregnant!Reader)

It's been nine months since Viktor left to compete for the Grand Prix. Nine months since he left you. You weren't upset or angry, though. No, you had no right to those emotions. You were the person who insisted on it being just a one-night thing. He may have been one of the most attractive and talented ice skaters to ever live, but you weren't ready for commitment.

You weren't expecting much when you ran into him one day at the ice rink. Whenever he was back in Russia, he usually spent most of his time skating. It wasn't like the two of you were total strangers; you've both practiced with each other before. From the very beginning, you've found yourself attracted to the silver-haired man, but you never thought you'd find an opportunity to act on those feelings.

That one fateful night was what started everything. You had arrived at the ice rink at midnight with the hopes of being able to practice without anyone around. That hope was quickly quenched when you stepped inside to see Viktor practicing his routine. No matter how many times you watched him skate, you were still stunned every time. It was a breathtaking sight; one that you were lucky enough to see in person.

Watching him turned into skating with him which turned into a deep conversation. Before long, he took you back to his apartment where you found yourself laying in his bed with him. It was a memorable night - one that you never wanted to forget. Even so, you never intended to get anything else out of it. Just a one night stand with your most beloved idol. No strings attached.

Little did you know at the time, that one night resulted in the most unexpected thing to happen.

Now it was nine months later. Looking down, you placed your hands on your enlarged stomach. You never would've expected that a life would come out of that magnificent night. But the new life was also hinderance. It put your career on hold and you weren't ready to do the same for Viktor. He still had years of ice skating ahead of him and you didn't want to be the person who ruined it for him and his friends. Besides, you had very little doubt he even remembered you.

It was Christmas Eve and you were inside your apartment with no one besides the life growing inside of you. The local news playing on your television announced the famous skater himself arriving back to Russia for the holidays. You sat up in your chair, suddenly intrigued. Would this be the best opportunity to tell him the news...?

No... It wouldn't do anything aside from ruin his career. It was Christmas Eve; it would be best to leave him be. Perhaps one day you'll tell him the truth.

You jumped when you heard a knock on the door to your apartment. It was already eleven o'clock at night. Who could it possibly be? Standing up slowly, you kept one hand on your stomach as you walked over to the door. With a heavy sigh, you opened the door only enough so that you could peep your head out, prepared to shoo away whoever was about to bother you late at night.

Not once did you even dare to fathom the possibility it would be Viktor.

There he stood with his heavy winter coat on, his luggage held tightly in his hands. He looked as if he had only just gotten out of the airport. Your heart jumped into your throat at the sight of him. You opened your mouth in an attempt to speak, but the only words that fell out were incoherent. It had only been nine months since you last saw him, yet you were acting like a flustered school girl at just the sight of him.

"[name]," he said with a wide smile.

"V-Viktor," you stammered in response.

"I know it's been a long time. I'm sorry I had to leave so soon after that night, but I really wanted to see you again."

"Viktor, there's something I need to tell you..." you told him, your voice nearly inaudible. Guilt was clear in your voice, but not for the reason he assumed.

His head lowered, breaking eye contact with you. "Oh... I... I understand. It only happened once and I had to leave right after. I should've expected you found someone else-"

"No!" you yelled quickly, cutting him off. He looked up at you curiously. "I never found someone else. But there's something I need to tell you about that night."

Without waiting for his reply, you reached a shaky hand out to grab the handle to the semi-closed door. You opened the door wider, allowing him to have a full view of your body. He gasped when he saw it; the large bulge in your stomach which contained a new life.

Taking a step back, you allowed him to enter the small apartment. Dropping his bags, the first thing he did was cup his hands around your belly as if cradling the life contained within. He looked up at you with tears of joy in his eyes.

"Is... Is it mine?" he asked. There was a hint of something in his voice. Was it... excitement?

"Yes, she's yours."

"She?"

Pure joy washed over his face at that moment. It was the happiest you had ever seen him before. Before you could say anything else to him, his hands cupped your face before pulling you in for a kiss. It was a brief kiss, but just long enough for him to express his emotions to you. When he broke the kiss, he looked at you with such love and affection it made your heart flutter in your chest.

"I know..." he said breathlessly. "I know you only wanted that night to be a one-time thing, but I came here tonight because I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since. Now that I know you're pregnant with our child, I want to be with you even more. I understand if you don't want me in your own life, but please let me stay in our child's life."

Without saying a word, you leaned in and started another kiss. This kiss was longer and more passionate. You wanted every emotion you felt at that moment to be displayed in the kiss. When the two of you finally broke apart, he looked at you wide-eyed.

"Of course I want you in my life," you told him with a small smile.

Tears glistened in Viktor's eyes. This was what he needed to feel complete. Without even realizing it, you had just delivered the best Christmas present that he could ever ask for.