【Wei Yong】Benevolence

Katsuki Yuuri cut off a small piece of steak and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly trying to pass the time longer, he clearly felt that the person on the other side of the table was looking at him, but he didn't know why he didn't dare to look up .

Victor smiled and said nothing, holding a glass of red wine and taking small sips, thinking about something.

The sample of that show was finally given to him by Victor. The thin copy was packed in a brown paper bag, and the sense of existence seemed to be extremely low, but Yuri Katsuki felt that the hand holding the paper bag at that time wanted it got burned.

Having said that, when I got home, I couldn't help flipping through it again and again, and stared at the last page of the album, standing next to the designer, in a daze for a long time, and then reluctantly put it down and put it in the deep drawer. From now on, I no longer dare to get close to the desk within a three-meter radius, as if there will be an unknown gravitational force to attract me there.

After Katsuki Yuuri finished the steak in front of him, he couldn't find any reason to keep his head down and avoid it. When he looked up, there were already two empty red wine bottles beside the tableware, and the red-faced Russian was holding The third bottle filled the glass with wine-red liquid.

The corners of Dr. Shengsheng's mouth twitched. He looked at the model gentleman who was obviously a bit alcoholic, and stared straight at himself sitting on the other side of the table. Wiping his lips with a napkin, he smiled and asked questions when he saw him. "What, Yuuri wants some too?"

Katsuki Yuuri shook his head quickly, leaning back on the back of the chair, feeling numb from the chill.

The temperature in the man's eyes made him almost question whether the cup in his hand contained his own blood.

The consequence of not being able to stop it was that the Alpha who was plotting was naturally drunk.

In the panicked eyes of the waiter brother, Katsuki Yuuri held Alpha, who was half a head taller than himself, and calmly put away the three bank cards that Victor threw on the table as a tip, and turned to the waiter who had been waiting. The waiter nodded politely, and staggered out of the restaurant with the Alpha hanging on his body.

The car that came was temporarily stored downstairs. Seeing that the man couldn't even stand upright, Katsuki Yuuri gave up the idea of ​​trying to take him home by taxi, and dragged him to the nearby hotel while lowering his voice. Educate him about the dangers of alcoholism.

But he seemed to be the one who didn't even dare to stop him at the dinner table just now.

Victor lowered his head and responded in a low voice, with an obedient appearance of being willing to beat and scold, and occasionally made a crooked posture at the right time, which surprised Omega to hug him even tighter.

The front desk manager of the hotel thought he was used to all kinds of drunk postures, so he couldn't help being surprised to see this kind of drunk guest walking out of a western restaurant in a high-end suit.

Dr. Katsuo, who was still sane, glanced at the magazine column next to the front desk. The top one was a half-naked photo of Alpha next to him. In the photo, the upper body of the person was only half covered with a thin white shirt. The useless decorations are usually blown to one side crookedly, revealing the well-shaped pectoral and abdominal muscles, and looking at the camera with a smile in their eyes.

Katsuki Yuuri mechanically turned his eyes back, retracted the hand that had touched Victor's passport, then took out his ID card and bank card, and handed them to the hotel staff.

"Wow... is Dr. Katsushi going to take me into a room?" Alpha, who was unconscious a minute ago, woke up at the right time, and joked with a smile, "This is really embarrassing."

"What's so embarrassing about that?" Dr. Katsuki, who was being teased, kept his eyes on him, and before Victor revealed his identity, he pressed the drunkard's head that was about to lift up.Due to the difference in stature, the Alpha standing in front of him now only used his shoulders to cover the not-so-short Yuuri Katsuki with only half of his forehead left.

Katsuki Yuuri stood on tiptoe, in Alpha's tight confinement, straightened his waist and barely exposed his face, and politely said to the beautiful front desk manager, "Two single rooms, please."

"..." The Alpha on his shoulders instantly sank down, and he lowered his head and stopped talking.

Dr. Shengsheng patted the soft top of his head, took the ID and room card handed over by the manager, and helped Victor to take the elevator upstairs.

The hotel uses a sightseeing elevator, the color of the ceiling light is dark, and it goes up steadily amidst the low sound of mechanical operation.Tokyo at night is a city full of neon lights. The Tokyo Tower standing in the distance is covered with warm lights, and even its own red and white colors are almost obscured.

Victor, who was hung back on Yuuri's shoulders again, tilted his head and looked at Omega who was seriously admiring the night view beside him, the man didn't realize it, his eyes were shining brightly from the light seeping into the glass elevator.

The silver-haired Alpha pressed the pocket on his chest, making up his mind with a smile.

How could there be other options.The missing piece in life has always been him.

Pushing open the door and falling onto the bed, Victor loosened his tie hotly, laying on the outside of the quilt and stopped moving.Yuuri stood helplessly by the bed with his arms folded for a while, seeing that the man really didn't seem to intend to take off his clothes and cover the quilt before going back to sleep, so he stepped forward to help.

He untied the tie that had been loosened, held up his back, and pulled Alpha's arm to take off his coat. Yuuri Katsuki looked at the wrinkled trousers and made a guess Considering the possible price of these trousers, after hesitating for a while, he reached out to the trouser button on Victor's waist and untied it lightly.

Unexpectedly, Alpha, who was sleeping soundly and soundly on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes the moment his waist was touched, pulled Yuuri's tie that was hanging down, propped up his upper body and pressed his lips against it.

Katsuki Yuuri was taken aback, and before he could take off his shoes, he was grabbed by the waist and pulled onto the bed.Maybe he was really drunk, Victor looked a little excited, turned over and pressed Omega under his body, propped one hand on his side, and slipped the other hand in from the hem of his shirt, stroking the smooth skin of his waist and abdomen .

He kept his distance for too long, and once he came into contact with him, under the catalysis of alcohol, the withdrawal reaction that was forcibly suppressed broke out suddenly, and it seemed that nothing could stop him.

"V, Victor...?" The formal suit on his body was turned into a mess, and the hem of his shirt was rolled up. The clothes that were ironed a few hours ago are now hanging on his body like a few pieces of dried kelp. About to miss the gun, Yuuri nervously raised his hand and patted Alpha's arm on his side, calling out uncertainly.

"Alpha, who was named, froze, stopped sniffing at the side of Omega's neck, and slowly raised his head, "I thought...it was nothing. "

Taking a deep breath, Victor let go and lay back on his side, buried his face in the shadow of the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "It's getting late, you go back to sleep. Yuuri...good night." Then there was no other sound.

In the darkness, Katsuki Yuuri sighed softly, even though he was drunk, he was still really jealous.

"What are you waiting for, it's not..." He paused, his cool hands wrapped around the waist of the Alpha in front of him, and pressed under the excited body of the man through his pants.The cuff of the trousers was undone by himself, and the zipper was ripped open just now.Katsuki Yuuri understood the danger hidden in the high heat of pressing his palms, but he still pressed himself against the man's generous back, buried his face in and took a deep breath, his voice was muffled and vague, "It's not like I haven't done it before." .”

In the next instant, Alpha turned around and threw him under the blanket.

A broken car(.)

The floor-to-ceiling windows let the neon light outside through the shutters that were not drawn tightly, and gently projected on the person on the sofa who was wrapped in a bath towel all over his body, as if he had painted a few bright patterns on it, and it seemed that it was The same as he exudes himself.

Holding Yuuri's bare legs exposed outside the sheets, Viktor knelt down in front of the sofa.

Katsuki Yuuri, who was still holding his legs between his legs and pulling the edge of the towel to worry about not being able to cover the important parts, looked at the half-kneeling Alpha in front of him, his eyes widened in surprise, "You...?"

"I know this looks very old-fashioned, but..." Victor raised his hand, signaling him not to ask questions yet, "Yuuri, I hope you will listen to me carefully."

"People often say that God has already chosen the other half for you, and he will hide that person in the crowd, waiting for a certain just right time, when you meet, look at each other, and then your heart beats." Victor His voice was deep and deep, and there seemed to be a bit of the hoarseness that had been indulging in desire before.He spoke slowly, but when he said this, he raised his eyes, his pupils were like a few clear glass beads hidden in the clear seabed, seeping into the pure blue seawater under the shallow ripples, "Do you still remember?" Is it? When we first met."

"I said to myself, hey, you're an adult in your late 30s, how can it be true that it's love at first sight that even teenage kids think is stupid."

"I ran into you in the elevator shortly afterwards, and I stood there in amazement, like a frightened chipmunk."

"Will you feel the same as me? I guess, will you notice that this stranger beside you is looking at you with deep meaning in his eyes?"

"I chose to stay, hoping to give myself a chance, and at the same time praying silently. If there really is such an existence, please give me a clearer reminder."

"The next morning you really opened the door and walked in, I, wow..." He seemed to be immersed in memories, and sighed with a smile, "I was convinced at that time that if God chose a It's fate, I think that person must be you."

"You are very kind, and treat everyone around you with gentleness, whether it is colleagues who get along day and night, children who make trouble for no reason, or those," Victor pointed to himself, "patients who only meet a few times."

"Your tenderness is a kind of drug, addictive and greedy."

"I started to become jealous, jealous of those children who can wantonly hug your neck and act coquettishly, jealous of that patient with your blood flowing in his body."

"I've done a lot of stupid things." He curled his lips in self-loathing, and raised his right hand to wipe his neck. Yuuri Katsuki couldn't hold back, and smiled with his head down. Victor looked at his smile and gradually curled the corners of his lips , "Fortunately, you forgave me."

"For a long period of time, my world was like a lightless universe, vast but dark and silent. I'm used to it, and I don't think it's too bad to live like this.

"Until I met you, Yuuri."

"You poured bright stars and soft sunshine into my heart and told me how wonderful it is to have such a deep relationship."

"I no longer pray that God will bestow more blessings on me. It is the greatest luck in my life to meet you, know you, or even tell you what I have always wanted to say."

"Sorry, I prepared it without discussing it with you...but I don't want to put any pressure on you."

Katsuki Yuuri's finger on the corner of the bath towel trembled nervously, as if he had guessed what the person would say next, his brain was throbbing with excitement like bloodshot, just to remember deeply every second that was about to happen.

"The time limit is from this moment until the second when I stop breathing. Mr. Katsuki Yuuri," Victor paused for a moment, turning up the thing hidden under the palm of his left hand, "...I can get one, have it You, cherish you, guard your chance?"

The field of vision was blurred, but Yuuri still stubbornly refused to blink, for fear that the unclear scene in front of him would turn into a dream and recede to the surroundings with the blinking movement.

Maybe there is still a lot of confusion and hesitation about the future, but now, this person is looking at himself like this, holding the transparent snowball in his heart that contains all the good and sour feelings, fearless the result is good or bad, bravely I handed it over to myself and only asked about one ending.

Those entanglements and uncertainties seem to be insignificant again.

He knows what the answer is.

As early as a year ago, he already knew.

Yuuri opened the velvet box on the palm of the man's hand, his slightly pursed lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, and the bright spot of light reflected the moonlight, leaking from the gap between his fingers.

Victor tensed his body nervously, his fingers subconsciously clenched the square box in his palm, Katsuki Yuuri raised his eyes to look at him, the tears filling his eyes had long been unable to hold back, and his eyelashes were quickly wet when he squinted and laughed.

His lips opened slowly, and he responded clearly, word by word.

But in Victor's world, everything in front of him is like a silent, slow-motion movie.It was like a bunch of butterflies in his chest, after hearing what Yuuri said, they all flapped their wings and flew up, bringing the heart that almost stopped beating just now to push the blood to all parts of the body again.

He finally got the answer that was a year late, that he missed, that he couldn't hear with his own ears.

-end-

With the arrival of the first snow in Tokyo another year, the hearts of girls all over the world are also completely shattered along with the newly formed thin ice on the roadside.

The handsome, charming, Alpha Viktor Nikiforov, who had never been rumored before, announced his engagement without warning.

It was Victor's official homepage that sent out the news first.

Before seven o'clock in the morning, Tokyo time, a photo was posted.

It seemed that he had just woken up in the morning. Viktor Nikiforov was lying on a white soft pillow, with a black fluffy head buried in his chest. The lens only framed a small piece of the top of his head. No information identifying that person was revealed.

Except for Victor in the background, the two people's clasped right hands occupy the most prominent position in the photo.

The black-haired man's fingers were clean and slender. Only musicians or surgeons would have such delicate and flexible fingers. At this moment, they were quietly held by Victor.The light-colored eyelashes of the handsome Russian covered his blue eyes, and he lowered his head and seriously kissed the shiny gold rings on the fingers of the two of them, the meaning of which was self-evident.

The accompanying text is also very simple and clear, explaining everything that happened in a few words:

"He said, YES."

END.