You Matter⇾Viktor X Yuuri // Yoi Fanfiction

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"No ... That's not what I ..."

"That's okay; for now I think we should just eat and clean your wounds ... Will you let me clean your wounds, Yuuri?"

I stare into his eyes. Everything feels much better when he gives me a look like that. I don't even know my situation and here I am instantly pushing someone away. He was just trying to help me ... Old me would never do that ...
"Okay."

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I force my legs together. Why was I only in an oversized T-shirt, again? "Do your bandages sting ?..." Huh? I stare at him as he nibbles at his food. I can't help but feel a familiarity any time I look at him. Those eyes especially, I guess I do know him, but I can't help but feel weird about it. Is this even fair? His hand movements pause as he looks back up at me. "D- did you hear me? ..." I startle in my seat.

"Ah! Yes, I um ... They sorta do but that's okay!!" The man smiles fondly back, simply nodding his head simply and looking back to his plate of food. This was probably the most awkward situation I could remember being in. We talked a bit while he was cleaning my wounds to take my mind off the pain most likely, but now it's just flat out awkward. "U- um ... I am uh ..." He stares up at me in curiosity. Those eyes ... It's really not fair, this situation. I feel my face heat up a bit. "I'm Yuuri."

" ..."

Gah! I'm pretty sure he already knows that! He said it like five times already, doesn't he like saying my name??

I can feel my face heating up ... How stupid can I be? I've been in slightly awkward situations, this isn't a first! I admit it's hard to get out of but come on me!

He snickers across from me. "Oh really? I didn't know the name of my lover, can you repeat that, maybe we can start over."

I'm so stupid! Who wouldn't know the name of their own "LOVER?! But I! W- what?!" I think I've finally died. This man has ended me.

"You seem confused? Why would we not be? You woke up in the same bed I've slept in with you, I treated your wounds, you're wearing my T-shirt, and I'm even feeding you. Does this look like neutral friendship?"

We both stare at each other in astonishment. "Oh my, you're very red ..."

"T- this is your ... I've been alone up until now so I don't really ..."

Alone?

He begins to hold back a laugh, he's laughing at me on the inside. I know he is ... "You're still the same "you", so even though you've forgotten our precious moments ... I won't care, as long as we can make new ones. Yuuri ..."

Yuuri.

"Would you try giving me a chance again?"

I don't regret any of this anymore.

... I'm stuck sitting still once again. He reminded me of someone. Who ...
"Y- yuuri?"

I love you.

It's fake. I know it's fake, he was crazy so ... So I ...

I grip my hair in frustration. "Why is it I can't remember much after all this? I've been kidnapped, beaten by strangers, raped. It happened over and over and I even took punishments from my friends!!" That's what happened I think. Right?!

Who?!

"It's so frustrating. It's so dumb! Why does this always happen?!"

"Yuuri?!" I clench my teeth together, feeling a new set of tears begging to be released from the corners of my eyes. There's something important I'm missing. I had a life, I know all this is most likely fake, so why am I affected so much if this is merely a dream?

"I wanna die. I can't live like this, I still can't take it after all. Not when I'm so worthless."

Things never got this bad, and when it felt like it might ... They both got through it together.

"Don't call yourself that ... Yuuri, you've never been just that."

I think something's wrong.

"You ...Don't... Don't you— of all people, tell me that! I'm not stupid, I know you never even bothered looking for me!"

"... Yuuri"

"How could you possibly question my devotion when I've been searching this whole time?"

My body jerks awkwardly. What's this sudden pain. He's been searching ... Wait this isn't even the same ...

"V- viktor?!" My headache is worse. I'm going to faint, I can tell. Nevertheless, I still feel awake. I see him smirk.

"I woke you up again."

"Sorry."

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[AN] The last thing I see is his smile. Sorry? For what? Stupid Viktor.

How beautiful. Your memories of color swirl into a splash of magnificent color. I myself love this feeling ... How about you? 

This story you speak of ... this is definitely one of mine. 

Of course, I can see why now. And as painful as it is. I can see everything. 

But this is someone else's story. The message is different, the pain, fuller. The journey, grander. So far, we are nowhere near such a story. Stories are wonderful, but they take so much time. If you do this one right you'll be able to continue on with your new experience and create a better one.