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Vityya
23.36
32 days
Yuuri looked down at the message, a smile curling on his lips as he unlocked his phone. The changing room of the restaurant illuminated, and Yuuri turned, leaning back against the cupboards as the app opened. The DM page for Yuuri’s conversations with Vityya loaded, months and months of messages back and forth. Yuuri was exhausted after working the dinner shift, but his mood was instantly lifted by seeing a message from his friend.
Katsud
23.49
32 days
So close now
Vityya
23.50
So close
And yet so far
How will I survive until then?
Yuuri sighed, putting down his phone as he pulled his bag from the cupboards and slung it over his shoulder. He turned away, pulling his phone out from his pants pocket when he had made it out from the maze that was at the back of the restaurant. The summer air was warm when he stepped out in the street, barely cooled by the now set sun.
Katsud
23.54
Did something happen?
Or is it just a general feeling of just wanting to get out?
Yuuri started walking, his phone in hand as an onslaught of messages started pouring in. He smiled. Vityya had a tendency to ramble on like this. Sometimes Yuuri got back to his phone, and there would be over twenty messages from him. It was very cute.
Vityya
23.54
Both?
Idk. I got into a fight with dad again about, I don’t even know. My hair, and my clothes and my “attitude.”
I swear I just want to leave and be somewhere else
Somewhere I can be me
Like, the reason I chose the college I did was so I could just get away form this homophobic narrow minded bullshit and be me.
It’s so close Katsud, but so faaaaaaaar
COME SAVE ME
Katsud
23.55
[racecar gif]
Vityya
23.56
Aaah, perfect
My knight in a rusty race car
Katsud
23.56
Anytime
Seriously though
Sorry about your dad
Vityya
23.56
Well you know
It is what it is
I’m sure they’ll be just as happy to be rid of me as I am about leaving
I just want to goooo
Katsud
23.57
Then they are idiots.
You’re like sunshine, and they should appreciate that
What are you most looking forward to, when you get to college?
Vityya
23.57
I choose the university I did because it’s like super queer friendly, so i’m like really looking forward to that
Just not hiding anymore
And have friends thar are queer too
No offence, Katsud you know I love you and you and the server have helped me so much
But just having real live friends who are also queer would great
Going to gay bars?
Katsud
23.58
Yeah that’s definitely something better with being in a bigger city in a queer frienly area
It helped me a lot when I moved too
Vityya
23.58
Yeah, and like here dating doesn’t even feel like an option because I would never know if I could hit on anyone or something
Maybe i’d feel more comfortable in a queer friendly place?
Katsud
23.59
You deserve to have those experiences
To fall in love
Flirt, go on dates.
Yuuri tried to push down the surge of jealousy which swirled in his chest at that. He meant it. He wanted Vityya to have those kinds of experiences. It wasn’t as if Yuuri was there and could provide them. They flirted from time to time, at least Yuuri was pretty sure that they did, but that didn’t mean anything. Yuuri still felt it though, the want to be the one Vityya flirted with, fell in love with and…
Vityya
00.01
And other things ;)
Katsud
00.01
Don’t forget protection
Vityya
00.02
Lmao the first thing i’ll do is by a bulk package of condoms and lube
Stash in all my jackets
No i don’t think i’d want that
But yeah of course
Having a sexual experiences with someone other than myself would be great
Yuuri smiled, feeling his stomach flip helplessly as he thought about being the person who was a part of giving Vityya those kinds of experiences as well. He had thought about it alot, alone in his bedroom, hand around himself. It was silly. He didn’t know which university Vityya was going to attend, and the chance of it being the same as Yuuri were attending felt slim to none. He didn’t even know what Vityya looked like, or what his real name was. They had known each other for a year and a half, joining the same server for queer people. Yuuri had been at university for about a term then, Vityya having a year and a half left of high school. They had interacted on the server first, and ended up in DMs after realising they liked the same TV-show, and it just continued like that.
Really, Yuuri had felt something so early with Vityya. It was almost weird. They had only been speaking in the server for a short while before Yuuri started having butterflies when he saw his nickname and smiled when he spoke to him. It was a harmless crush, but then Vityya had slipped into his DMs, screaming about Yuuri’s current series obsession, and they had just never stopped chatting after that.
Not that Yuuri minded. He loved having Vityya in his life. The problem was perhaps that the harmless crush had only grown. It could barely even be called a crush anymore, with how they spoke every day, all through the days, and how Vityya was the best part of Yuuri’s life. Regardless, he had never told him that. It was too hard, and they were… he couldn’t say strangers, but they didn’t know anything about who they were outside of the online bubble they had created. They probably lived in opposite parts of the country. Besides, Vityya had so much to deal with, living with homophobic parents who were constanly on him about his long hair and about him not having a girlfriend. As far as Yuuri knew, he had never dared to come out to them. Yuuri did not need to add on his own feelings to his friend. He didn’t even know if Vityya felt the same, even if they did flirt from time to time.
He paused outside of his apartment door, sighing as he looked down at the message, biting his lip as he typed.
Katsud
00.04
Better make sure you find someone who treats you right though
Makes you come properly etc
31 days
“I’m home!” Yuuri called, opening the door to his and Phichit’s apartment. It was off campus, with a room for them each as well as a living room and a kitchen. It was nice, even if it meant less time to sleep in the mornings because of the commute.
“Welcome home!” Phichit called, opening the door to his own room and leaning against the doorframe. “How was the shift?”
“Alright, like they usually are,” Yuuri said, shrugging. There had been nothing particular about it. Some guests had been rude, others had been very sweet. His boss had been kind, the chef rude. All and all, he would probably not be able to remember anything specific about it in a week.
“Mh,” Phichit said with a nod. He looked tired. Yuuri gave him a sympathetic smile. He had probably stayed up to make sure Yuuri came home, even though he had gotten up early for his own job. “There’s food in the fridge if you want.”
“You spoil me so much,” Yuuri said, and Phichit grinned.
“Yeah I do,” he agreed, and Yuuri laughed. He pulled his phone from his pocket as he stepped further into the apartment, smiling as he spotted the notifications on the screen. “That Vityya?”
“Mhm,” Yuuri agreed, stopping in the door to the kitchen.
“Nice,” Phichit said, a far too knowing grin on his face. Yuuri gave him a look, and Phichit raised his hands. “Alright, I’m about to pass out. Sweet dreams when you hit the hay.”
“Good night Peach,” Yuuri said, and then turned towards the kitchen as Phichit backed into his own room once again. Yuuri made it to the fridge, grinning widely as he unlocked his phone.
Vityya
00.06
Katsuuuuud
Shameless ;)
Yes
31 days !
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yuuri sighed, a foolish smile on his face as he plucked the box from the fridge and put it into the microwave. He leaned back against the counter, biting into his lower lip as he typed. His stomach fluttered with the now familiar feeling which he associated with Vityya. He wanted him to be able to step away from all that held him down and soar. He wanted him to be happy, even if Yuuri could not be there to see him, he could be by his side like this.
Katsud
00.10
I can’t wait to see you free from all that weighs you down.
_______________________
Coming to college felt horrifying, nerve wracking, and absolutely, absolutely wonderful. Victor’s stomach was fluttering constantly, from the moment he left his hometown, through dorm assignment, moving his things in and greeting his roommate and through initiation. The first few days were a jumble of uncertainty, freedom and nerves. His roommate, Matsumi, was sweet and a little quiet, but they became friends quickly and made their way out to explore the campus. It took almost no time at all to make more friends, and by the time Thursday rolled around they had a small group. Victor and Matsumi, as well as Chris, Mila, Sara and Cao Bin. It was a fun group, loud. Everyone was queer, and Victor felt kind of like he had stepped out of one of his daydreams.
Vityya
13.43
I keep feeling like I’ll wake up and it’ll have been a dream
Like I hoped it would feel good but this is amazing
I know it’s just the first week
And I know there’s studying etc etc to focus on
But wow
The first week was initiation week, which meant there were mostly just freshmen running around as well as older students there to heard them around or prepare club activities. Victor and the others had settled on the grass outside of the cafeteria, cool drinks in hand and the sun warm on their skins. Victor had just sent a message to Katsud, settling back and glancing around.
“How about that guy?” Sara asked, and Victor glanced over towards the middle of the grass park between the cafeteria and one of the lecture buildings.
“Nice arms, good shoulders, but that grin just screams straight, and I would never,” Chris said, and Mila scrunched up her nose.
“He does have that vibe, doesn’t he?” Sara said, glancing around the area.
“What about her then?” Cao Bin asked, and Mila craned her neck. A little bit further back stood a woman, with long red hair, curled. There were freckles over her nose, and a stack of books in her arms.
“Oh she’s gorgeous,” Sara said, and Mila hummed in appreciation. “I’d totally ask her out.”
“Very pretty,” Cao Bin agreed with a firm nod.
“She just looks so soft, and cute,” Mila said.
“And red hair is very sexy,” Sara said, still looking over towards where the girl was standing.
“Why thank you,” Mila said with a wide grin.
“Ah!” Sara exclaimed, her cheeks suddenly very red. They all burst out laughing, and Victor’s cheeks hurt from having smiled so much lately. Chris fell over giggling, landing in Matsumi’s lap. He blinked, and then his cheeks colored too. Victor’s brows raised, but he didn’t say anything, looking down at Chris who didn’t seem to have noticed the impact he had on Victor’s poor roommate. Something to keep a lookout for in the future.
Chris rolled out of Matumi’s lap, and Vicor wasn’t sure if he looked relieved or disappointed.
“Okay, Victor,” Chris said, resting on his stomach and looking over towards the cafeteria. “What about him? In the glasses, stepping out of the cafeteria?”
“Hm?”
Victor looked over, seeing how two dark haired men stepped down the stone steps. One of them had tanned skin and a sunny smile, talking happily as he waved both his hands. The man beside him must be the one Chris was referring to however. He was slightly taller, with blue framed glasses and a messy hairstyle, falling over his forehead. He was very pretty, with sharp features yet soft cheeks and a cute nose. Strong shoulders and arms, graceful posture.
Yeah okay.
Victor was very gay.
“Very pretty,” he said, and Chris grinned widely. Victor shook his head, and then glanced over to the man once again, seeing him walking towards the student faculty building, tapping on his phone. The game continued around him, and Victor looked away to check out another guy being pointed out, when he felt a buzzing in his pocket. He pulled his phone out, and smiled at the string of messages from Katsud.
Katsud
13.54
I’m so happy you’re enjoying yourself and finding friends
I was a mess my first uhm… month, term. Well, you know I joined the server then
I’m glad you found such a good group already
Vityya
13.55
Yeah I’m glad too
What are you up to?
Katsud
13.56
Classes don’t start until next week
But I’m here preparing for queer club if any new studens, or old, want to drop by
Going back for summer break can be hard for those who have it kind of like you
Also you know, reconnecting with friends who went home for the summer before I have to actually like focus on my studies again
Vityya
13.57
Yeah I bet
That sounds like a good activity! Catching up and all
There’s a queer club here too
Maybe I’ll visit
“Who are you chatting with?”
Victor looked up, seeing Sara smile knowingly at him. Victor felt his cheeks color, and he quickly locked his phone and put it back down into his pocket.
“Victor has a boyfriend,” Matsumi said, and Victor’s eyes grew wide, looking over at him.
“What?” Chris said, sounding delighted.
“What?!” Victor exclaimed in chock! “No I don’t!”
“You kind of do,” Matsumi said, and Victor gave him a sharp look. He might have talked a little bit too much about Katsud with his new roommate, he realised.
“I think Victor would know if he had a boyfriend,” Mila pointed out, and Victor nodded.
“He’s not my boyfriend,” he said to confirm, because Katsud was not. Not that Victor didn’t want him to be. Katsud was…. Well. Victor barely knew how to describe him. He had been there for Victor through so much, and Victor was very attracted to him, even though he didn’t know what Katsud even looked like. He would love to be Katsud’s boyfriend, but he didn’t even know where he lived or if he was attracted to Victor in return. He didn’t even know what he looked like. He had a very nice voice though…
“You smile down at your phone a lot, that's all,” Matsumi said, an amused expression on his face. Victor’s cheeks felt permanently stained red.
“Oooh,” Mila said, wiggling her eyebrows, causing all of them to giggle. “What's his name?”
“Ah, Katsud,” Victor said, looking away because it almost felt like too much to look at them when he spoke. “We just know each other online, we’re just friends.”
“But you like him,” Mila pressed, and Victor shrugged. It felt kind of odd talking about Katsud like this, because he didn’t really know what to say about his feelings.
“He’s...” Fun, smart, charming, sexy. “Good.”
“Mhm,” Chris said, having sat up now, shuffling towards him. “Show me a picture!”
“I can’t, I don’t have one,” Victor admitted. “I don’t even know how he looks or his real name.”
“Oh!” Chris said, and let out a sigh as he slumped down next to Victor. “Well, shame then. I’m sure he’s gorgeous and hiding away in a far away place, out of reach.”
“How about him then?” Cao Bin called, and they all looked up, glancing at a man bicycling by.
“Oh, cute,” Matsumi said, an answering hum following from the rest of the group.
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Vityya
21.24
Matsumi is a very good roommate
I just want to say this, before i start to rant
Katsud
21.27
Uh oh.
Vityya
21.28
THE THING IS
How does a person have so many socks?
And how can they be everywhere?
And THIS ROOM IS SO SMALL
It feels like were lying next to each other, even though we aren’t
It’s an adjustment
Katsud
21.30
Yeah that’s why me and Peach got an apartment off campus
It’s more expensive and we have to commute
But worth it for the privacy
Vityya
21.32
How am I supposed to afford an apartment?
Like
Katsud I have needs
There are a lot of pretty boys to look at here
*pout*
Katsud
21.33
Ah
That’s the tricky part
But you don’t always have classes together, do you?
Vityya
21.34
No that’s true
I’ll have to check out his schedule
So I can schedule some… quality time with myself
Katsud
21.34
Omg dfjhgfnjdskm
Yeah sounds like a good plan
Vityya
21.35
What about the socks though?
Pls, mighty Katsud with infinite wisdom
Give me guidance
Katsud
21.36
Get a piece of string and some clothes pins and put the socks on it.
Vityya
21.36
Katsu! That’s so passive aggressive!
I was sure you’d be like “talk about your private spaces”
“Communication is key to a healthy roommate arrangement”
Katsud
21.37
I mean true
But I am not a health communicating human being
You will find no such advice here
Vityya
21.38
I might try the clothes pins
_______________________
Katsud
11.36
I am so hungry
I feel like I’ll starve in the next 30 minutes before the lecure ends
Vityya
11.36
Aaaaw
You don’t have a snack in you bag
Katsud
11.37
No
I’m not a parent
Vityya
11.37
Boooo
I always carry snacks and I do not have any children whose blood sugar i have to keep up
And if you say: yes you have yourself
I will personally track you down and …
Katsud
11.37
Hahahahahaha
Vityya
11.37
Well I don't really know what to threaten you with but i have time to come up with something on the way
Katsud
11.38
You’re so cute
I can’t stand it
Yes please come here
What ever punishment will be sufferable if I get to hug you
Vityya
11.38
YOU’RE SO SMOOTH
God
Yes that sounds lovely
I bet you give the best hugs
…
Now I’ve forgotten what I was going to punish you for
REGARDLESS
Katsud
11.39
Mhmmm
What are you doing?
Vityya
11.41
I’m in the library
I’m trying to focus on studying, but Chris keeps looking up people on the student faculty website and asking people to score them
This seems to be a hobby of his we do this far too often
Katsud
11.42
Interesting hobby
Maybe he’s trying to judge your type
Maybe he’s into you
Vityya
11.43
Oh no!
I don’t think so and I really really really hope not
Katsud
11.44
Not your type?
Vityya
11.46
I would not say he’s my type
Don’t get me wrong he’s great, but I just don’t feel attracted to him
Also my roommate is totally into him so that would be a MessTM
Katsud
11.47
Oh yeah that’s a situation bound to blow up in someone's face
I had a friend last year who fell in love with this guy, and the guy liked him back, but so did they guy’s roommate
Vityya
11.47
Yikes
What happened?
Give me the tea bc I want to avoid as much drama as possible in my RL
I really like this group
I know i’ve only known them for like, a month and a half but they’re so great Katsud
Once again bestow upon me your infinite wisdom
Katsud
11.48
Well my friend was only interested in the one he liked obviously, but when they got together the roommate started being super angry and passive aggressive and rude. So rude god. And then ofc my friend’s new boyfriend got really pissed off and they got into a huge fight and in the end the boyfriend moved to my friend’s apartment, but he was sharing, so that wasn’t very popular with his roommate and well. A MessTM, as you put it
Vityya
11.49
Wow
That’s a mess. I hope it worked out?
Katsud
11.50
It did, it was really rough for a while but they got an off campus apartment too. But the two roommates don’t speak still.
They lived with me and Peach for a while too, when things got really rough
They’re really happy now
I’m actually meeting them later
Vityya
11.52
I’m glad it all worked out for them, even if a friendship was lost. That’s rough
I’ll do my best to avoid it
Katsud
11.53
I think you’ll have to try really hard
Vityya
11.55
Why?
Because I’m a drama magnet?
RUDE KATSUD
Katsud
11.56
No
Because i think most would have trouble knowing you and not developing a crush
Vityya
11.57
SDKWJFHUBDJNSK
HELP
WHAT
STOP
God
Goodbye I can’t deal with his
I’ve amused you long enough go eat and get that blood sugar up so you stop SPEAKING NONSENSE.
_________________________
Victor did not expect queer club to be so big. He was glancing around the almost packed room, students sitting in overcrowded couches, on the floor, and around tables, on tables, in each other’s laps. It was a mess, loud, happy, and warm. He stood there and simply blinked, heart so full. There were couples of all types, and everyone was so cool with it, like it was nothing to even raise an eyebrow over. He had seen it around campus, but in here it was an explosion.
“Hi! First time?” a man asked, and Victor blinked and looked over at him. He had black hair, grey eyes and a wide smile.
“Yeah, sorry,” Victor said, side stepping the door to stop blocking it. He had gone one his own. All his friends had class and other engagements, and Victor had felt restless. Katsud had always spoken so warmly about the club at his university, and Victor wanted to check out if this could be anything for him.
“No worries at all!” the man said, shaking his head. “We’ve all walked in here with wide eyes, having been new. I’m Phichit.”
“Victor,” he greeted, and Phichit grinned even wider.
“Welcome Victor, to his messy part of the campus. This is the queer club’s room, we have it open three days a week,” Phichit said, motioning to the space. “There’s a coffee machine in that corner, if you need to pick you up. There’s couches and tables, in the wardrobe in that corner there’s games, oh and right here by the door there’s condoms and lube and stuff if you need it.” He rambled on, pointing things out as if he had done it hundreds of times.
“Great,” Victor said, feeling a little out of his depth. He wasn’t sure if Phichit noticed, or if his way of handling awkwardness was through simply chatting more.
“Yeah, so if you need anything just let me, or Yuuri,” he pointed to the corner of the room, where a man with dark hair and blue framed glasses stood. Victor instantly recognized him as the one he had been checking out that first week, that Chris had pointed out. Chris had pointed him out on the student faculty web page as well, asking Victor to rate him. Victor had given him a ten. “Or Guang Hong or Leo,” he said, pointing to a couple sitting in one of the couches. “Or Ketty and Katsuki.” He motioned towards the coffee machine, where a couple of women were handing out steaming cups. “We’re the core team, but really most are regulars so they’ll know anything you might want to ask.” He gave Victor another sunny smile. “What are you studying?”
“Ah, art,” Victor admitted, and Phichit nodded.
“Awsome, I’m in photography, so we might run into each other over in the studios,” he said with a nod, leaning Victor further into the room. “Yuuri’s in art too, and I would introduce you but he’s far too deep into a conversation with Plisetsky and I will not be exposed to his yelling.”
“Yelling?” Victor asked with a raised eyebrow, looking over towards Yuuri. He really was very pretty, and the man before him did seem to be yelling. Yuuri however didn’t seem at all uncomfortable by this. He almost looked fond, as did the other dark haired man with an arm lung around Plisetsky’s shoulders.
“It’s his love language,” Phichit said, and then pulled Victor with him to sit on the floor next to the tangled couple which he had earlier introduced as Guang Hong and Leo. “Hey guys! This is Victor, he’s in arts.”
“Cool,” Guang Hong said with a smile, reaching his hand out. “I’m in social media studies, Guang Hong. Nice to meet you.”
“Hi, I’m Leo,” his boyfriend said, tilting to his side to wave at VIctor. “I’m in music.”
“Nice,” Victor said. “This is a really great place. I feel like I’ve stepped into one of my fantasies from when I lived back home.”
“Yeah, we’re really proud of it,” Guang Hong said, and Phichit who had sat down beside Victor nodded and grinned.
“I think so many of us wished for this where we grew up,” Phichit agreed. “It’s really great, even in a very queer friendly city and campus, to have this community.”
“It is,” Guang Hong said, and Victor saw Leo’s hands tighten around his waist. Guang Hong turned to press a kiss to the side of his face. “So, how are you liking campus so far?”
“Peach,” someone called behind them, and Victor blinked up, seeing Yuuri standing behind him. He looked down and met Victor’s gaze, and Victor suddenly felt his heart do a flip in his chest. He had gorgeous brown eyes, warm and deep. “Hi,” he said, and Victor licked his lips, biting into his lower one.
“Uhm, hi,” he said, feeling his cheeks heat and oh my god that was so embarrassing. He only hoped no one noticed.
“I don’t think I’ve seen you here before,” he said, and Victor swallowed. “I’m Yuuri.”
“Victor,” he said with a nod. “Rumor says we’re both in arts.”
“Oh really?” he asked, his eyes suddenly gleaming. “I haven’t seen you there either.”
“I just started this semest-”
“ Katsudon !” someone yelled, and Victor startled, turning back to Plisetsky by the door, hands on his hips and a scowl on his face. Victor frowned, and then looked back to Yuuri who gave a deep sigh.
“Yura stop being so impatient!” Guang Hong called towards the door, and Plisetsky stuck his tongue out.
“Katsudon stop being such a goddamn slow pig and get your fucking ass here!” Plisetsky called again, and Phichit let out a giggle as Yuuri sighed again, more fondly this time. Victor got the feeling that this was in no way odd behaviour. Yuuri looked back at Victor, and licked his lips. Victor felt himself swallow.
“Sorry, I have to go, but I hope to see you around,” he said, and then turned to walk out. Victor looked after him a little too long, but thankfully the conversation around him had continued, and he could easily jump in once he got his bearings back.
Victor stayed for a full hour, until he had to leave due to meeting up with Mila and Cao Bin. He was smiling widely as he did, bidding goodbye. It had been a really great time, and he was absolutely planning on coming back, as well as telling Katsu all about his new experience.
“Oh, we’re hosting the student faculty bar next weekend, bring all your friends!” Guang Hong said as Victor had told them he had to leave, smiling as their eyes caught. “No entrance fee and cheap booze, Phichit and Beka will DJ.”
“Sounds great!” he agreed, already planning on telling the others about it. “Thanks for inviting me.”
“Hey this was super fun,” Leo said with a nod. “Come back anytime you want.”
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Vityya
22.07
You should know
That I am super pretty right now
Yuuri smiled down at his phone, his chest suddenly warm. He looked up from his phone, glancing over the bar, seeing how more and more people were starting to come in. The student run bar, tonight taken over by the queer club, had been open for little over an hour, but it was in the last ten minutes that people had really started arriving.
Yuuri was excited. This was always a fun night, something they had done one every term for the last two years. There were mostly familiar faces, but a few new ones as well, freshmen mostly.
He looked back down at his phone. He knew Vityya had said something about going out tonight as well, so he was probably getting ready for that, or perhaps he already was, somewhere in a similar place such as this, or at some other type of club.
Katsud
22.09
I would take a wild guess and say that you’re probably pretty all the time
Maybe even more tonight though
Having fun?
Vityya
22.11
KATSUD
You have no idea how I look you can’t know
I am!
We’re heading into the club bar thing now
The whole gang’s here
I’ve betted one of the girls two drinks that Chris and Matsumi make out before the end of the night
And I’ve betted Matsumi cleaning of the dorm for a week, that the two girls will make out before the night is over
So all and all in a good mood
Katsud
22.11
Sounds like a wonderful mess
Have you had any drinks?
Vityya
22.13
Too many i fear
I’m already very dizzy
And I really want to dance
I wish you could see how pretty I am but I do not trust myself to take any photos they will all be blurry
Katsud
22.14
I’ll take your word for it
Vityya
22.15
Good
You always listen to me
You’re so good
Anyway I’m giving my phone to my friends purse now bc these pants are too tight to have a phone in
Have a good night Katsud~~talk to you tomorroooow
Yuuri sighed, and pushed the fantasy of Vityya in a pair of tight pants to the back of his mind. He pocketed his phone, and left the bar to make his way to the DJ booth. Phichit was standing there, running the music for the first half of the night. Soon Beka would come and take over, and then Yuri would be standing here, all proud and hanging off his boyfriend’s shoulder. Yuuri smiled. They were a good couple. Yuuri was still very happy about having been able to help them out, but also happy about not having them sleep on his couch any more.
“Hi!” Phichit cheered as Yuuri stepped up, a wide grin on his face and a beer in hand. “Having fun?”
“I’m good,” Yuuri said with a nod, glancing out over the floor. It was really filling up, people pressed tightly together as they danced.
“Yeah sure,” Phichit laughed, and shook his head. “I saw Victor arriving.”
“Yeah?” Yuuri said, trying, and probably failing, not to sound too interested. “Was he with his friends?”
Victor had come back to queer club three times since that first day, when Yuuri had only had time to introduce himself to him before Yuri yelled at him. The thing was… Victor was the prettiest boy Yuuri had ever seen. Ever . He had long silver hair, gleaming blue eyes, freckles over his nose, and sharp features. His smile made a heart shape. Yuuri was not at all crushing on him.
The thing was, that after that first time they had managed to talk a little bit. Not a lot. Victor had come in with a large group of friends, which was fun, but it meant that Yuuri had only managed to speak a few words to him before either of their attention was pulled elsewhere. He hadn’t even seen him over at the arts building, which wasn’t that strange since Victor was a freshmen, but still. Yuuri hadn’t thought a lot about it, but he couldn’t deny he was curious.
“Yeah, over there,” Phichit said, and gestured a little further down the dance floor. Yuuri looked over, and then instantly saw him. He couldn’t see what he was wearing in the crowd of people, but he had his hair up, his face turned towards them. When Yuuri’s gaze caught his, he smiled, and then made a come hither gesture, making Yuuri’s stomach swoop. “I think he wants you to come dance,” Phichit pointed out, and Yuuri didn’t look away, only nodded.
“What if he means you,” he said, even if he knew that he didn’t.
“He doesn’t,” Phichit yelled back, leaning closer. “You’ve been pining for Vityya for so long Yuuri, go have fun with someone who’s actually within touching distance.”
Yuuri kept looking at Victor, the way he moved. He wanted to go dance with him, wanted to get to know him better. “Alright.” He pushed away from the booth, hearing Phichit woop as he left him. It took Yuuri a little while to get through the crowd, but as soon as he was within touching distance Victor spotted him, his grin beautifully wide. He reached out, and then he pulled Yuuri close by his arm, slinging his arm around Yuuri’s shoulder.
“Hi,” Yuuri said, and Victor giggled. He looked very drunk, his cheeks flushed and his eyes a little glassy. He was swaying to the music, coaxing Yuuri to move with him.
“Hi Yuuri,” he yelled back, leaning close to Yuuri’s ear. “Dance with me?”
“Okay,” Yuuri agreed, and placed both hands on his hips. Victor pressed closer, and then they started to sway, bodies tightly together. The crowd moved to the music, and they moved with the crowd. Victor was warm in his hands, solid and soft all at once. He was in a crop top, and Yuuri’s thumb kept brushing against his bare skin, sending his stomach into a fluttery mess. It had been a long time since Yuuri had been close to anyone like this.
They danced, and danced, and Victor felt so good pressed up against him, his breath fluttering over Yuuri’s neck. Yuuri wanted to kiss him. Wanted to know what his pink lips would feel like pressed against his own. Then, Victor stumbled a little, and Yuuri yelped, holding on tighter.
“Hey, you okay?” he asked as he righted Victor, looking into his face. He looked very dazed, as if he had trouble focusing. Oh no. He was drunker than Yuuri had thought.
“Mmh, Yuuri,” Victor said, and Yuuri had to lean in close to even hear him. He held on to Yuuri’s shirt tight, as if scared of falling. “I’m really dizzy.”
“Victor,” he said, a little fond and a lot sympathetic. Yuuri had deftinaly been there. He guided Victor off the dance floor, towards a quieter and less crowded space. On their way they passed the bar, Satuski handing him a glass of water which he prompted Victor to drink. “Let’s get you home okay, where do you live?”
“Ah, I don’t know,” Victor said, seeming to try to focus on Yuuri’s face but his gaze flickering. “Dorms, uhm, the E-building. I- my roommate has the key.”
“You don’t have a key?”
“No.”
“Do you have a phone?” Yuuri asked. He looked back, but he couldn’t see any of Victor’s friends. He hadn’t really noticed them before when they danced either. Phichit had said he came in with them, but Yuuri had no idea where they were.
“They’re in my friend’s bag in the wardrobe upstairs,” Victor said, his voice a little slurish. “Does it look like these are pants made for having a phone in them?” he gestured down to his pants, and Yuuri had to bite down on his lower lip. They were very tight, clinging to him like a second skin.
“No, they do not,” he admitted, and then his cheeks flushed bright red. God. He was too hot. “Victor.”
“Don’t worry about me Yuuri, I’m fine!”
“You’re very drunk,” Yuuri pointed out, and Victor hummed, nodding.
“Mhmmm. You’re very pretty.”
“No, that’s definitely you,” Yuuri said, because it was true. Victor was very, very pretty.
“Yuuuuri,” he said, drawing out Yuuri’s name in a way which was so cute. “You think I’m pretty?”
“Yeah I do,” Yuuri admitted, and Victor grinned.
“I’m glad to know it,” he said, slinging his arms over Yuuri’s shoulders again to pull him close. “You know, the first week of term, I was already totally checking you out.”
“Oh,” Yuuri said, a little breathless. His hands came to land on Victor’s sides, and they both leaned into it.
“Yuuri,” Victor breathed, and Yuuri tightened his grip, just a little. “Do you want to take me home?”
“I- I really do,” Yuuri admitted. He hadn’t taken anyone home since freshmen year, but he really wanted Victor. Even though nothing would happen tonight. “But just so you know, I really don’t want to do anything when you’re drunk.”
“Yuuri,” Victor pouted, and Yuuri smiled and shook his head.
“Come on. Let’s get you out of here. If you still want to kiss me in the morning, you can.”
“So cruel, and yet so sweet,” Victor sighed, dramatically, and Yuuri had to suppress a giggle. “How can you have lips like that and still say you won’t kiss me?”
“I didn’t say that,” Yuuri pointed out. “I said not right now.”
Guang Hong was tending to the wardrobe, and he managed to find Victor’s friend’s bag, and Victor managed to find his phone, but it was of course dead. Yuuri was in no way surprised. They made their way out on the street in front of the club instead, Victor wobbling along Yuuri’s side as they did. Victor was smiling so prettily, a little lopsided. His high ponytail was a little askew too. He was so pretty.
“Okay you wobbler, up on my back you go.”
Yuuri crouched down in front of Victor, and when Victor’s arms were around his neck he stood, grabbing his legs to start to carry him.
“How are you this hot and this strong?” Victor whined, and Yuuri’s cheeks flushed, even as he kept his gaze forward.
“I’m in arts, in sculpting.”
“Oh wow,” Victor sighed, as if that fact alone could make him swoon. “That’s so sexy of you Yuuri.”
“Victor,” Yuuri laughed, and Victor nuzzled his neck, making Yuuri’s stomach fill with butterflies. That felt so good, and Yuuri wanted to continue feeling it, wanting to know how any other touches from Victor might feel.
“Yuuri. I think I have a crush on you, and I really want you to kiss me.”
“Yeah?”
“Mhm,” Victor agreed, sounding drunk and sleepy and so cute. “I’ve never had a real kiss before.”
“Wait what?” Yuuri exclaimed, still walking them home towards his and Phichit’s apartment. That sounded insane. Victor was so pretty, and smart and fun. So many must want to kiss him. “How is that possible?”
“Eh, I grew up somewhere where kissing boys were not accepted, and I only wanted to kiss boys so,” he seemed to shrug, which was hard to see since he was on Yuuri’s back. “Hm, am I being overbearing?”
“No not at all,” Yuuri assured, squeezing his thighs a little in comfort. “Thank you for telling me.”
Victor was almost completely asleep once Yuuri got him up to the apartment. He had never been so grateful for an elevator in his life. Yuuri carried him straight into his own bedroom, and then carefully eased him down into the bed. Victor grumbled, lashes fluttering against pink cheeks.
“Okay Victor, can you sit for me for a moment,” Yuuri urged, and pulled Victor up. He groaned, but blinked at Yuuri slowly. Yuuri smiled.
“Will you kiss me now?” Victor asked, a pout on his lips. Yuuri shook his head, feeling his lips twitch up.
“No, but I will take off your shoes and go get you water, try to stay awake for it,” he asked, and Victor nodded. Yuuri did as he had said, and when he came back Victor had managed to push out of his pants as well. Yuuri tried very hard not to look. “Here you go,” he said, and Victor blinked, taking the water and drinking it. When he was done he handed the glass back to Yuuri, and all but collapsed back onto the bed. Yuuri snorted, and then covered him with the comforter, digging out Victor’s phone from his pants from where they were thrown on the floor. He put his own charger in, and then filled the water glass again, before making himself comfortable on the couch. He felt nervous, and excited, and anxious about the morning. Sighing, he rolled over to his side and took out his phone and messaged Phichit, before he sent one to Vityya as well, hoping he was doing okay.
Katsud
01.22
Did you get home safe?
________________________
Vityya
09.12
I got somewhere safe
It was not home
Katud, is it a good sign if someone brought you home, tucked you in, but didn’t like… kiss you or anything?
He did grind on me on the dancefloor though
Yuuri looked down at his phone resting by the side of the stove, brows raising. He was glad to hear from his friend and to know he was okay. He was still a bit worried, and a little bit jealous, which was crazy because there was a silly pretty boy sitting on his couch, watching him with big blue eyes as Yuuri cooked them breakfast.
Katsud
09.14
Glad you’re safe
Sounds like quite the night.
A good sign of what?
Vityya
09.15
I don’t know, that he’s a good person? He didn’t take advantage
He’s making me breakfast
He’s very very hot
He flirted with me, but he didn’t do anything else
Katsud
09.17
Sounds like a decent person then
What’s he making?
“Yuuri?” Victor called, and Yuuri looked up, meeting his gaze. Victor was sitting cross legged on the couch, his long silver hair spilling down over his shoulders. He was still in his crop top, but Yuuri had leant him a pair of sweatpants, so he didn’t have to squirm into his tight jeans. Yuuri wasn’t sure which would have been the better option for his sanity.
“Yeah?” he asked, and Victor smiled. They still hadn’t done anything, almost awkwardly nervously shifting around each other since Victor woke up. Yuuri had almost expected him to leave, but when Yuuri had offered breakfast, he had eagerly accepted. “You okay?”
“Yes,” Victor said with a nod, biting into his lower lip. He glanced towards the stove, and then back up to Yuuri’s face. “What are you making?”
“Omurice, it’s a kind of omelette sort of,” Yuuri tried to explain. It was what he and Phichit usually made for hangovers. Phichit had not come home, and Yuuri guessed it was because he was expecting Yuuri and Victor to be doing things he’d rather not walk in on.
“Smells really good,” Victor said with a sunny smile, and Yuuri nodded, feeling his cheeks flush.
“Good,” Yuuri said with a nod. “I hope you’ll like it.”
“I’m sure I will, I feel very spoiled right now,” Victor said, sounding cheeky and soft all at once. Yuuri hummed, focusing back on the pans on the stove.
His phone buzzed again.
Vityya
09.18
Omi rice? Maybe?
An omelette?
Katsud I’m terrible with food I have no idea but that’s what he said
Yuuri felt his heart pause in his chest, looking over at Victor on his couch, and then back to his phone. It couldn't be. It would be insane if it was but… what were the chances? Didn’t what Vityya described sound a lot like what had happened between them last night and this morning? Yuuri bit into his lower lip, and when he looked up he met Victor’s dazzling blue gaze.
“Yuuri?” he asked, and Yuuri swallowed, turning off the stove. He tried to find something to ask him, something that he and Vityya would have talked about but couldn’t think of anything. His mind was too blurred, messy. Instead, he pressed the call icon on the app, his heart jumping up in his throat as Victor’s phone started ringing.
Fuck
“Oh,” Victor said, and then frowned. “Sorry, it’s a friend of mine and he rarely calls. I should just...” Victor cut himself off, and then pressed answer, cutting the ringtone off. He raised the phone to his ear, and said: “Katsud?”
Yuuri raised his own phone, heart beating violently in his chest. “Victor.”
Victor’s eyes widened, and then his phone slipped from his grip, clattering down into his lap. Yuuri lowered his phone and pressed ‘end call’, and for a moment they simply stared at each other. Yuuri couldn’t believe it, he really couldn’t believe that the guy he had been talking to for over a year, was sitting on his couch and-
“What?” Victor finally said, and Yuuri sucked in a breath, shaking his head.
“I didn’t-”
“Yuuri, you’re-”
“I just figured it out, it sounded too similar and-”
“Yuuri!” Victor exclaimed and then he was rushing off the couch, arms coming around Yuuri’s shoulders in a tight embrace. Yuuri was knocked backwards, colliding with the kitchen counter. His arms wrapped around Victor’s waist, and then Victor was pulling back, eyes wide, and lips parted. Yuuri’s heart was thungering in his chest, and he leaned forward carefully, licking his lips. Victor leaned in too, and then pushed the last bit forward almost desperately. Their mouths collided, and Yuuri let out a groan as Victor sighed.
Victor’s mouth was hot, and Yuuri parted his lips in invitation, Victor following. Yuuri’s hands wandered up, under his crop top, and Victor moaned, lips parting even more. The kiss grew wet, deeper, and Yuuri sighed, pulling Victor even closer.
“Yuuri,” he gasped, and Yuuri moaned, their hips pressing together. He could feel Victor’s growing erection press against him through the fabric of the sweatpants. It made arousal pool in Yuuri’s gut, need hot in his veins. “Yuuri please I-”
“What do you want?” Yuuri gasped, starting to kiss down Victor’s neck. He wanted to too, wanted to be the one who got to touch him and make him feel good. “I’ll give you anything you want, I’ve wanted this for so long.”
“Take me to bed,” Victor gasped, and Yuuri pulled away from his lips to press kisses to his neck. “Please I- I wanted it to be you, I-”
“Fuck,” Yuuri moaned, and then crushed their lips together once more. He crouched down, and then he was lifting Victor off the floor. Another moan spilled from Victor’s lips, and he pressed closer, grinding his hips up against Yuuri’s stomach. “Ah, Vitya.”
“Mmh,” Victor moaned, his fingers tangling in Yuuri’s hair. “Yuuri, yes.”
Yuuri kicked the door closed behind them, just in case Phichit would come home, and walked with sure steps to the bed. He put Victor down on it, and then crawled on top of him, pushing him down into the mattress as they kissed. Victor’s hands wandered over his back and chest, tugging Yuuri’s shirt slowly upwards. Yuuri complied, pushing up to pull his shirt over his head.
When he returned down, he pressed his lips to Victor’s exposed stomach, making his way up his torso. The crop top was shoved up, and Victor let out a whine, when Yuuri wrapped his lips around Victor's nipple. He sucked and licked, and Victor ached, breathy moans falling from his lips as pressed Yuuri closer. Yuuri’s hands moved down, teasing the waistband of the sweatpants.
“Please, please Yuuri touch me,” Victor moaned, and Yuuri groaned against his skin. He pushed up, and then let his hands slip into Victor’s pants, pulling them and his underwear slowly down. Victor was flushed, his eyes dark and his silver hair spilling out over Yuuri’s pillow. His cock bobbed free, and Yuuri groaned.
He was so gorgeous.
“God, look at you,” Yuuri breathed, and Victor reached for him. Yuuri complied, and Victor kicked off his pants, as they once again kissed.
“I want your hands on me so bad,” Victor breathed, and Yuuri moaned, settling down on Victor’s side. Victor turned his face towards him, and they continued to kiss as Yuuri’s hand caressed down his body. Victor started to tremble as Yuuri came closer, and he teased around Victor’s erection, feeling Victor whine against his lips. “Please.”
“You’re so good,” Yuuri said, and then he wrapped a hand around Victor’s cock, and stroked slowly upwards. Victor bit down on Yuuri’s lip, and then he licked into Yuuri’s mouth, and Yuuri stroked him. The kisses were wet and messy, and Victor felt so good in his hand. Yuuri played with pressure and pace, trying to judge what Victor liked best. Soon it seemed to be all too much. Victor was gripping onto him tightly, moaning against his lips without kissing him at all. Yuuri was so in love he barely knew what to do. He had never thought he would get to have this, get to have him. He had been so jealous, thinking about someone else getting to do this, and now he had Vityya, Victor, in his bed, panting his name as his hips started bucking into Yuuri’s hand.
“Yuuri, Yuuri mmmmh,” he moaned, and Yuuri kissed his cheek, his jaw, and bit down on his ear. “Ah!”
“You’re so hot, so pretty, you feel so good,” Yuuri said, and Victor gasped, and then he was spilling all over Yuuri’s hand and his own chest and crop top, spurting out as Yuuri stroked him through it. Victor was gasping for breath, and Yuuri pressed a kiss to his cheek, as he released Victor’s now soft cock.
“Yuuri,” he whispered, and Yuuri hummed, pressing close. His heart was still racing, his erection painfully hard. Victor turned towards him, and he smiled.
“Was that good?” Yuuri asked, lips pressed to Victor’s. It was addicting to kiss him. Yuuri never wanted to stop. Victor smiled against his lips. It made Yuuri’s stomach flutter.
“Amazing,” he admitted, and he looked so soft when Yuuri’s gaze met his. “Wow. Better than I thought. I always wanted it to be you but I never…” He pressed closer and kissed Yuuri again. “I’m so glad it was you.”
“Me too,” Yuuri agreed. “I’ve wanted you so much,” he admitted, and Victor grinned. He rolled to his side, and then his hand was making its way down Yuuri’s chest. Yuuri let out a stuttering breath, as he reached his pants. “Victor.”
“Will you show me how you like it?” he asked, and Yuuri groaned, nodding. Victor smirked, and then they pushed down Yuuri’s pants together, leaving him bare. Victor’s hand wrapped around his cock, but stilled. “Show me,” he urged, and Yuuri wondered if he was going to come from just one stroke, if Victor kept talking like that.
“Minx,” Yuuri moaned, but still reached down to wrap his own hand around Victor’s guiding it up. “Oh fuck.”
“Yuuri,” Victor moaned and Yuuri had to kiss him, as he continued to guide his hand, showing at which pace he liked it, how he liked to squeeze a little, just under the head. Victor followed, and after a moment Yuuri released his own hand, letting it tangle in Victor’s long hair instead, as Victor continued to stroke him off.
“Yes, yes like that, you feel so good,” Yuuri urged. Victor kissed him deeper, one leng slung over Yuuri’s thing. “Victor, mmmh.”
“Call me Vitya,” he asked, and Yuuri groaned. “I love when you call me Vitya.”
“Vitya,” Yuuri moaned, and Victor’s hand increased it’s pace. It was so good, Yuuri moaned again. “Vitya.”
“Mmmh,” Victor answered, increasing his pace even more. It felt so good, and soon Yuuri couldn’t hold back. With a groan Yuuri spilled as well, his entire body trembling as he came. Victor stroked him through it as well, just like Yuuri had, until Yuuri was over sensitive and trembling. They continued to kiss through it, and Yuuri couldn’t help but smile, so wide that it became impossible to kiss any more. Victor was smiling too, and Yuuri wondered if he had ever been so happy as he was now.
“I like you so much,” Victor whispered, and Yuuri’s heart flipped in his chest.
“I like you so much too,” Yuuri answered, and then they were both grinning, wide and almost silly big. “Okay, really,” Yuuri said after a moment, pressing a kiss to Victor's cheek. He was too overwhelmed to say anything else right now. Maybe later, when he had managed to process what had actually happened. “Breakfast.”
“Yuuri,” Victor giggled, and he sounded so fond it made Yuuri’s heart ache. “Yes, okay. Breakfast.”