Victor X Yuri: Simple Love™

Chapter 16: Five Hours Earlier

*TRIGGER WARNING* 

MENTION OF SELF-HARM. IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE ABOUT THIS TOPIC PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER.

The sun was just barely visible, Makkachin was fast asleep but Yuri wasn't. Not a single bit. All he could think about was Victor. When they first spoke. When they first kissed. When they first hugged. When they first came to Russia to train and live together. Yuri was exhilarated at the fact that they got to live together. 

But that all soon changed. Yuri didn't want to believe that Victor could just be with him and be with that other man at the same time. He knew Victor all too well to know that he is not like that. 

The sun is still rising. Rays of bright, blinding orange seeps through the windows. From the penthouse you could see almost the entire city. It was beautiful.

The light bounced off Yuri's ring and into his eye making him look at it. Thinking of the time he basically proposed to Victor without knowing it at the time. "Does this ring mean nothing to him?" Yuri thought while fighting back tears that were threatening to spill.
Yuri is still sitting on the floor looking at the picture of him and Victor, the one that Victor framed. The frame that Yuri broke and felt terrible about. There are glass shards everywhere. He also cut himself a few times. Nothing big but they did take the pain away. The pain that Yuri felt in his heart every time he thought of Victor, saw him, smelt him.

This entire room smelt like him. Yuri thought about it, cutting himself. "What if I went too far? I could end up bleeding to death. Actually, I don't care. It's not like I matter anyways." He picked up one of the glass shards and made his way to the bathroom. First he cleaned up the rest of the shards so that if Makkachin woke up, she wouldn't hurt herself. "Just because I'm in pain doesn't mean Makkachin needs to be as well."

 Somehow everything that Yuri needed to clean up was in their bedroom for some odd reason meaning that he didn't have to go outside the room and risk seeing Victor, either asleep or awake. Yuri couldn't handle it.  After cleaning up, Yuri locked himself in the bathroom, making sure Makkachin couldn't get in. He took the shard, applied pressure to his arm and slowly dragged it across his hand. Creating long, deep, vertical cuts down his hand. Blood started leaking out his hand, a lot of blood. The more cuts he made, more blood leaked therefore the more light headed he got.

Ten minutes pass and at this point there are at least eight cuts on both hands. Vertical and horizontal. Yuri put the shard down as he thought it was enough. Walking over the door, he felt extremely light-headed and weak. As he unlocks the door and opens it he collapsed, leaving Makkachin scared to death and not knowing what to do. All she could do was bark.