Yuri !!! On Runway | Model AU

Chapter 10: Date~

Yuuri's POV

The dim lights of the cramped bathroom made it difficult for me to see exactly what I was doing. My hair was still as great as it looked in the shoot. Unfortunately, I didn't really know how to fix my clothes. My wardrobe was limited due to my empty wallet. Well, it wasn't exactly empty, more like limited.

I had thrown on an old pair of jeans. They were so used they had became torn all over the knees and the color was faded.
Still, they looked like an expensive pair of pants from some American designer because of that. It was fun how street fashion looked like nowadays. I once saw a pair of worn out a Converse with holes in them sold at a few thousands dollar a pair since it was a special edition. Why would anyone pay for such a pair of shoes ? The pants I understood shoes with holes in them ? Hummmm, not my thing.

I put on a pair of stylish sneakers (one of the two pair of shoes I owned) before going out.

I wonder how Viktor would look like.

Would he be all dressed up ?

I stood outside the hotel while checking my Instagram account.

I had... 10K followers ?!! How. Wut. Huh ?

That probably was Phichit's doing.

It's not like anyone wanted to follow someone like me. I had such a boring life, hanging out with supermodels and everything. That was just so common, so plain.

Suddenly, a shiny cars stopped in front of me. A head emerged from the inside.

"Get in ! I've come to pick you up for our date~"

It was Viktor. A blush crept up to my cheeks.

"Ha, hai."

Viktor was wearing black sunglasses. I figured it was to hide from the paparazzis but wouldn't wearing sunglasses at night draw some kind of attention ?

The car was a flashy yellow. It had a retro twist to it. It was small but it could fit four people with a bit of organization.

Viktor opened the car's door from the inside. I got in quietly and closed the door behind me.

"This hotel reminds me of my early days !" Viktor smiled brightly.

"What do you mean ?" I was intrigued.

"I wasn't always this successful. At first, whenever I'd travel abroad, I'd just book the cheapest place I could find. It would often be dirty and noisy but at least I'd have a roof over my head."

"About traveling, how long do you plan to stay in Japan ?"

I furrowed my brows.

"I don't really know. I'm working with Rogue on a few concepts. Then there's this collab I'm going to do with Ermani Japan. There's plenty of work in Tokyo and I like it here so why not enjoy this for a little while ?"

"A little while..."

I continued.

"Would that mean...weeks ? Months ?"

"I can't say for sure but maybe 8 months at least ?"

"Mmm." I nodded.

I didn't know what to answer to that. At the point I was at right now, I couldn't think of what would happen in eight months. I had to focus on the present and on having a roof over my head. And remember to feed myself, because we humans need food to survive.

"Where are we going ?"

"At a restaurant, silly !" Viktor laughed my question off. He didn't want to answer my question truthfully.
I guessed he wanted to keep the restaurant's name a surprise.

We were headed to an unfamiliar place of the town. Again, I was new to all of Tokyo so that wasn't a surprise.

The buildings were tall and elegant. We were in a chic part part of Tokyo.

It would be a fancy dinner.

I panicked internally.

I didn't know how to behave on such a situation. In Hasetsu, there weren't any fancy places. There were mostly noodles shops.

Maybe I could order noodles wherever we would go ?

The car came to a halt.

"We have arrived." Viktor stated the obvious.

Two men hurried to open our doors.

"Welcome to Le Grand Cru !"

Oh. No.

The restaurant's name was French. It wasn't just fancy, it was extra fancy.

There probably wouldn't be any ramen on the menu.

"Let's go."

Viktor took my hand in his and led me inside the restaurant. Behind us, a valet had gone park the car.

An employee opened the restaurant's door for us.
What a service ! We were almost treated like royalty.

Viktor headed towards the reception.

"How may I help you ?" spoke up a woman.

"I have a reservation. For Viktor Nikiforov."

Her nose turned pink.

"Of course ! Follow me, Mr Nikiforov."

Here it was.

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AN:
Long time no see~
I'm unmotivated, and I have two jobs lol so sry if I don't update often.

I just want YAH and YOR to end ? Anyone wants to be my writing assistant to make this happen ? DM me.

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