"Yuuri c'mon! We're taking a drive." Hiroko walks into the dark bedroom, immediately turning on the light. She can see the lump of her son laying underneath the covers on the bed. Black tufts of hair stick out from under them.
"I'm not going anywhere. Just leave me alone." His voice is muffled underneath the covers. Hiroko sighs, pulling them from over his head.
"No. Get up. You've been in here for a week now. I'm tired of seeing you like this." Yuuri groans and glares at her, attempting to cover his head once more. She stops him, completely ripping the covers off of his body.
"Stop it! I'm not going anywhere," Yuuri says, sitting up. Hiroko huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. Her once respectful, kind son is going through so much pain. This ride will help him. He needs the fresh air.
"Yes you are. If you want to continue living under this roof, you will respect me. Now, get up and get dressed. You wouldn't want— I wouldn't want you looking like that and embarrassing me in public." With that, she leaves the room. Yuuri sighs and glances down at himself. He's worn the same pair of sweatpants for the past week. His shirt has certainly has seen better days.
Reluctantly, Yuuri drags himself out of bed. He hasn't left it in the past twelve hours. His sweatpants are a bit loose, since he hasn't been eating a lot lately. He opens his closet and slowly begins to get dressed.
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Hearts Over Oceans (Viktuuri)
FanfictionWho knew one message could turn into love. One night, Viktor Nikiforov intends to send a message to one of his friends, but ends up sending it to someone else. Yuuri Katsuki is up late one night, doing nothing. That is until he receives a message fr...
