[Yuri on Ice] Everything from the sea

"Stay away from me first, it's contagious." Victor patted Yuuri's back hoarsely.But he found that the other party rubbed his nose on the clothes left and right and made the same protest as he did when he was a child-in his few cold experiences, even Yuuri, who had asthma since childhood, was never concerned that he would be infected by Victor "Cold" didn't care about it and even cried to protest against Victor keeping a distance from him, so the next thing you can often see are two people grabbing the game controller with the same snot in their noses—Victor can't believe that his sixteen, seventeen, or eight-year-old have So childish.He smiled inwardly.So he pondered for a moment and spoke again.

"I said, I'll never treat you like a kid again, and I swear I'll tell you everything, everything. So—" He hesitated.

"So you want me to go back with you?" Yuuri buried his nose in the other person's clothes, and took it muffled.

"No." Victor suddenly became anxious, and his words turned into a cough.

Yuuri looked up quickly, patted his chest, and tried to go down to get him a glass of water—but he found himself being hugged tightly.

"I don't want you to go back with me, I support your decision, you have your own goals." Victor said forcefully, looking into Yuuri's eyes, "I just need..."

Katsuki Yuuri's mind went blank again.Because he found that there was that kind of thing in Victor's eyes again—those passions and expectations that he couldn't believe, that made his heart soften to water, and made him want to fall involuntarily.He could only think hard about Victor's request, so he thought of the last words Victor said to him when they parted.

You want me to promise you never to run away without a word, and you—

"I will never run away without saying a word again." Yuuri hugged the opponent's neck again, this time he buried his head in the socket of the opponent's neck, he didn't notice the slight tremor of the opponent's arm.He breathed in the familiar breath of the other person - the breath also had a smell of tobacco and the dampness of rain, but it made his nose sore.He had completely forgotten at this moment the things he was afraid of, the hesitation, the uncertain and messy worries about the future.All he wanted to do now was to be with Viktor, hugging him tightly—

No matter what kind of future he has for Katsuki Yuuri, what kind of future Victor has, he never wants to be separated from him.

"...So I really didn't have much time for me to go back and see you. Although sometimes I would waste some time in a daze." Victor turned his head to look at Yuuri with a guilty conscience, he saw that the other party rushed at him He slapped his head up, and resignedly stretched out his head to wait for him to slap.

Yuuri hesitated for a moment, still reluctant to pat the hairy, neglected head from a bad cold. "Then what happened to you and that girl in the bar? And why do you want me to be your practice object?"

Victor choked.He's meant to stop hiding anything from him, but he's not ready to deal with it, his mind just taking a breather from the wish that Yuuri would just come back to him.So he looked at the off-white curtains on the opposite car window, and his attention seemed to be on the chic hanging tassels under the curtains.

They just got on the Shinkansen bound for Osaka at this moment, and Victor has finished talking about some of his 4 years of life experience intermittently in the past two days.Although Viktor didn't ask Yuuri to go back to Osaka, when he said "I can see you every day", Yuuri firmly cut him off and asked Viktor to categorically promise that he can get and Kyoto in Osaka. With the same training intensity of "independence" (he also emphasized the word "independence"), he took his little luggage and sat with Victor on the narrow horizontal seat of the train.

So when Viktor didn't answer at this time, and his eyes were unfocused, Yuuri could only reach out and touch his forehead, "Okay, I don't want to know. You didn't continue to burn, and you're feeling sick again." Is it? I went back with you because you don't have to torment yourself every day. You don't want to hang out in the rain, don't eat well, etc. - if you completely collapse, Long Yi won't forgive you Me, he must like you very much, you don't know that he stutters when he sees us now—"

"I'm from med school, remember? I'll keep an eye on that. And—that's not because of me, you idiot." Victor snapped, "Glad you brought up the subject, I haven't asked you yet What's going on with that Inoue Ryuichi?"

"What's going on?" Yuuri replied inexplicably, and then he saw the guessing expression on the other's face, and continued annoyed, "He's a man!"

That's what makes it more problematic.Victor murmured.He observed the other person's expression, "Didn't you see his expression when he saw you these days, he didn't babble anymore, huh? And when you were scolded by that Jin Zheng pointing at your head because you were leaving, he was His face turned purple? I really doubt that he is trying to find a way to put the mud from the mop into Kim Jong’s water glass.”

"Whatever he thinks! I mean nothing to him anyway!" Yuuri explained eagerly, not realizing why he was so eager to prove his innocence to Victor.

So Victor started scratching his chin thoughtfully again, "So, you don't like men, huh?"

"Of course I don't—" Yuuri hurriedly continued, he looked at the latter, and then continued, "—I like it."

Victor began to stare at the curtains again and fell silent.Yuuri wanted to ask him "What about you?" but then he quickly thought of Anfisa and that Sara, and he was starting to feel a little downcast, too, and a little embarrassed that he and Viktor had nothing to say about it kind of degree.

As they savored their turbulent emotions for an awkward minute, they felt a slight jolt - and with a final jolt, they found the car stopped on the track.

"What's going on?" They looked up and looked around with other passengers in the car, and then they heard the radio in the car.

"I'm very sorry. For some reason, there is no free platform to pick up the train at the station ahead. Please don't panic and wait patiently..."

"Too unlucky." Victor looked out the window, "It's only less than one stop away, and there's a station in front of me, and I've been on so many trips and I haven't seen it before." He unconsciously continued to look out the window, and then looked like Suddenly, he averted his eyes as if he had noticed something.But Yuuri has already discovered his abnormality, and he anxiously asked as if he remembered something, "What's the matter? It can't be Long Yi and the others, right?"

"Of course not, how are they chasing the Shinkansen, you idiot." Victor blocked the car window, staring at Yuuri motionlessly.But he's talking fast, which makes Yuuri even more curious.It's not easy to see a little bit of embarrassment in Victor, he is always so easy, so Yuuri's heart is filled with intense curiosity and mischievous psychology at this time.He looked narrowly at Victor's nervous expression, thinking that he must have seen a certain beautiful female steward at the station, and maybe she was molested because she came and went every day.So he jumped over the narrow benches full of people, and finally found a gap, and knelt on the narrow bench with both legs to look out the window—but he was greatly disappointed, there was no one outside the car window, only the distant rocks and stones beside the track. Wall and woods.But he found a huge oak tree, bigger than all the ones he had seen before - the trunk probably couldn't be hugged by three people, and the huge tree crown was like a huge big umbrella. "Look at Victor—that tree is so beautiful!" "Well, it is very beautiful." Victor came over and said casually.However, he was grabbed by the arm and forced to get out of the car with Yuuri, "We need some fresh air!" Yuuri winked at his companion, triumphantly seeing Viktor's reluctance.

"Okay, Yuuri, let's stay here. The car will leave in a while." Victor frowned, looking at Yuuri who kept looking left and right next to him, as if he was about to discover a new world.The other party ignored his persuasion, but kept getting closer and closer to the tree.

Viktor's heart is beating faster and he wants to stop Yuuri from getting close to the tree, but he has no good reason-and, besides, a voice inside him is urging him-just let him see, let him know. . .Even if I have already decided everything that hasn't happened yet.

In this way they approached the tree in tandem.But Yuuri strode past the tree to a small cabin by the woods. "Obviously there is no one!" Yuuri leaned over disappointedly to look at the mottled glass windows of the wooden house. Through the glass, it can be seen that this is a small warehouse with some wood in it.The wooden door of the hut is also hung with a big green lock.He turned around helplessly, but he was stunned for a moment.

Victor didn't follow him, but stood alone under the oak tree.He didn't look at Yuuri, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked up at the emerald green canopy.The wind in late summer and early autumn blew his long bangs, and those blue eyes seemed to see a little bit of sunlight leaking through the gaps in the leaves.One or two leaves with yellowish tips fluttered on the shoulders of his black T-shirt.His lips were tightly pursed, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were firm and sad.

The sky is very blue, with two white clouds floating indifferently.The air smells of woods, faint florals and a little freshness of coming fall.The huge emerald green tree crown, the dark green thick trunk, the messy and fresh grass under the tree, the beautiful and lonely person standing alone and meditating under the tree, and the fuzzy white rear of the car not far away and the The railroad track that winds all the way to the distance.

Katsuki Yuuri watched all this in a daze, feeling a little sad for no reason.He couldn't move, and he didn't want to spoil this beautiful and somewhat lonely scene, but he found that something was wrong with the tree—there was something densely packed on the trunk, like many pitiful scars that seemed to be telling everything tragically.

'First day, sorry. '

' The next day, numb. '

' On the third day, I cried. '

'On the fourth day, regret it. '

'Fifth day, come back. '

'On the sixth day, he was fine and relieved. '

. . . . . .

Katsuki Yuuri's expression froze.He walked closer and closer from being confused to a little bit of clarity, and the writing on the tree became more and more clear.He couldn't help but walked up to the huge tree, stepping on the rough roots that spread out.He stroked those rough and somewhat messy nicks with his fingers, as if a string broke in his heart.Then some vague and doubtful things gradually surfaced, and his heart was submerged in a sea of ​​surprise, sourness and warmth.

He looked at Victor who was a few steps away.The other party also looked at him calmly.Another breeze blows, and 24-year-old Yuuri Katsuki feels that the 12 years of the person in front of him are rushing by before him. He looks at the other person's eyes through the lenses of his black-rimmed glasses and refuses to move away for a long time. look.