Love Does Find The Way (Victor x Yuri)

No he couldn't have

Practice continued along smoothly as the three men practiced their routines together. Victor instructed both of the men, giving more attention to his beloved. Yurio obviously grew irritated with this, more than ususal. It was quite odd seeing the young man being like this. Whenever Victor and Yuri got touchy feely or lovey dovey, the most he would do is say a nasty comment about their relationship. Nothing more.

But today seemed different.

Practice finally was finished. It was surely a while since they finished. Yuri glanced at the clock while he was getting prepared to head home and bathe himself. 

"Victor," Yurio approached the duo calmly, glancing at the silver haired man with the address. Victor rose his gaze, although did not say anything, his gaze rising was enough of acknowledgement for Yurio. "Can we talk for a second?.. Alone." Yurio cast a side glance at Yuri before averting his gaze back to Victor. In which, Victor nodded, moving his gaze to look at his fiancé. 

"Is that alright, I don't think I will be too long. We can head home right after this," Victor remarked with a gentle smile, although curiousity lined his gaze as he stood up and let Yurio drag him into a separate room. A preparation room of sorts. 

Yurio slid the door barely shut as he and Victor quickly broke into conversation, the voices could be heard, but could not be made out for actual words. Noting the fact that Yuri himself did not want to ease drop on a conversation. The raven haired man glanced up to look inside the door, before he removed his sweaty shirt so he could dress into a shirt that was more comfortable rather than having his whole body covered in sweat constantly.

Yuri shoved his items into his bag, and decided to check once more on the duo who were talking. 

"No.." Yuri breathed out as he saw what was displayed before him.

Yurio was kissing Victor, or did Victor initiate the kiss? That is what the kiss looked like, the way he would kiss, the way he stood. 

"Victor..." Yuri whispered as tears welled up into the corners of his eyes. "This can't be happening," Yuri held a hand over his mouth as he stormed out quickly, sickness weighing at him, he feared if he stared any longer his body would actually throw up his breakfast. He heard Victor call out his name, frustration, confusion and anger lining his voice. "Yuri!" 

But Yuri did not turn around, he did not want to hear what Victor was to say next. He could not get answers from Victor that the man was cheating and laying with another man. He did not want to hear Victors justification. Yurio could possibly never possibly force a man like Victor to kiss him, could he? Victor would never do that... but he just did. 

Pancked seeped throughout his body as he found himself running, his fingers digging deeply into his bags fabric as he just ran with no direction. He  feared that if he ever did stop, he would find himself sick to his stomach. A crowd of people swarmed around him, although he just pushed past them. His sense of direction clouded.

"He couldn't have.. no..." Yuri attempted to calm himself, but just the very thought of his own fiancé doing this to him, was too painful for him to manage. The pain of the memory hard to bear, the thought that after everything that they have endured Victor was just going to throw away to get with a different man.

Yuri felt the tears trailing down his cheeks as he didnt't choke it back and continued to run, flee. His phone was beeping constantly, and he assumed that it was Victor, trying to get him to come back  and talk about why he ran. But Yuri didn't want to look back, didn't want to read the messages just to see Victor try to defend himself. Yuri craved for an answer, although pain outweighed his desire for an answers. 

After possibly 10 minutes of running, Yuri brought himself to a halt. Finding himself in the middle of nowhere, the wind blowing against him. The closest thing he could find to him was the light of the city. But he didn't want to turn back. A hotel should be around here somewhere, Yuri was well aware of that. Inhaling slowly, he brought himself back to his senses, he couldn't avoid Victor through text. However, he could avoid him. He'd find himself a nice hotel to stay in, and possibly do what he could to keep away from the man he once loved. 

He checked his phone,

99+ messages from Baby

10 missed calls from Baby

Yuri opened up the text messages first.

Yuri!? Please come back, what you saw wasn't me.. It was Yurio.

Yuri didn't bother to read the other messages except the most recent one that was sent merely a few mintues ago.

No. I will not come back. I do not want answers from you in person. I want answers through text.

Yuri texted in rage, and sent the message before making his way to the city, and looking around for a hotel that he could spend his nights in. Until he found it best to either go home or find a different place to stay at. The answer was not set, but that was a simple plan.

Yuri shoved his phone into his pocket as he frowned, and fought back another wave of tears. I trusted him.