You Matter⇾Viktor X Yuuri // Yoi Fanfiction

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Jin stares at the crying man, disbelief written all over his face. Was it impossible to keep him from finding out what happened that night after bringing him here? He put everything on the line for Viktor to be satisfied enough so they could keep moving forward, and yet, here he is at a loss for words. Viktor's face scrunches into a look of betrayal and that's when he's forced to look away. The pale floor beneath them would have to suffice. "Y- you think...it was me sir?" He tries, pitiful it was, but he had no choice anymore. He hadn't done this in years, so many years he forced it down, but he had no choice. Tears fell from his midnight eyes as the floor blurred underneath him. He was slowly losing everything, he couldn't lose anything anymore... his mind was the first. 

"I said I'd try my hardest..." He says a bit louder as his hair falls over his eyes. The displeasing expression on Viktor's face changed into one of guilt. But he didn't feel all that guilty in the slightest. "Prove it to me then." Jin snaps his head up suddenly. "Huh—?" 

"Prove to me that you can find Yuuri. Prove to me you're not just the guy who kidnapped him and is now toying with me. I have no proof that you're even the same guy that was here, but I know damn well that you sound a lot like him." Jin bites his lip. This wasn't the response he was expecting whatsoever. In fact, he was certain that Viktor would have switched immediately knowing that he was his husband's potential kidnapper. Was he an idiot, dense, crazy?! "What do you want me to do to earn your trust?..." Viktor steps forward, though Jin's eyes never leave the floor. He then flinches a little too much at a hand being pressed against his shoulder. "Just call me when you have something." 

Why? 

Viktor walks away and Jin's left to watch his back as he descends down the hall. "You're fucking crazy..." Jin mutters to himself hysterically. Half of his mind expected a punch but instead was told to hold a promise.

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Jin spreads the sheets of paper along the table. Tries to recall any hints of where that kid could've taken Yuuri. Of course, it was somewhere out of the country, and what he heard; somewhere in America. The problem with that was, however, was he never had gone to America before! And asking Viktor for advice was completely out of the question in case he'd been there. Jin was completely alone with no hints or clues he could recall let alone find. He briefly remembers asking Willaim for the location, but after writing it down he'd lost it soon after...

Jin lowers his head as he pulls on the blue locks. What a stupid way. If he didn't lose or forget where he wrote it down; he wouldn't even need Viktor's help. Permission, sure! He was planning on having both Yuuri and Viktor wrapped around his finger. But now all he could feel was guilt for his actions. Jin pulls the door open, locking it behind him. He lost any momentum he gained from Yuuri's case. The only thing that happened was the fact Viktor knew what he was, or had some idea. He will find him. One way or another, he'd find the location.

He turns into an alleyway, a small store should be around the corner. He picks up his pace as he steps out the alleyway and into the store. Jin ends up finding the things he needs and pulls the credit card William gave him from out his right pocket. Dumbfounded as to why it still worked, Jin simply walks back out the store, placing the credit card and a small pocket knife he purchased into his left pocket.

"Yu-Jin." He hears his name being called from behind. Great.
The black-haired man was far from stupid. Maybe he lost his mind, and maybe he was going to end up losing his life, but he never lost his intelligence. He didn't even have to turn around to know the guy behind him was bad news. "H-hey! Wait!" Jin takes off running without looking back. He didn't have time for this. A couple more steps until he's out the alley when he feels himself being tripped. His head smacks against concrete, the oily coin smell oozing from his lip. Someone was pulling him further into the alley. Someone in front of him must have waited until he was nearly out to smash his hope and pull him back.

Jin curses under his breath as he sees more men approach. There were three of them, one holding his legs, the other straddling him as the last one kept watch. At least... If Jin were in a group, that's the kind of formation he would've kept. Jin didn't even need to look at the guys to tell they knew what they were doing. If they didn't, all three of them would have been chasing him from behind. If they didn't, their formation here would be completely amateur. All three guys would have been staring at him.

"Got him!..."

"You sure about this?"

"Of course, this guy's no professional. Plus, William said he was useless anyway. I can't go another second without getting laid after spending months preparing the shitty kidna— "

It feels warm. Jin forgot how blood felt, but it's so warm. The knife digs deeper into the man's stomach, and he can tell the man on top of him was panicking. Having a knife inside your abdomen should be scary, so these guys have no experience if they were the one in this kind of situation. In other words, they'd react like any normal person would.

He feels the grip on his legs loosen a bit and Jin takes the time to push his legs inward and kick the man above him in the stomach.

It was all William's fault.

"S-someone's coming—!  " Jin pushes the knife into his neck from behind him before he finishes his sentence. The last thing he sees is the man that was holding his legs clutching his stomach on the floor. He will bleed out soon, maybe before the person entering the alley sees him. His hands scan over the bodies quickly as he grabs whatever was in their pockets and throws it in the bag with his other purchased items.

"I may be useless to William now, but as if I'd get raped in some crummy fucking alley." He mutters while running in the opposite direction.

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