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[fourlevels]

"Hi! This is Viktor Nikiforov!
Please leave a message!"

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[wonts]

[ It's not long after the majority report is released that Yuuri sends Viktor a message. If he's noticed, he hasn't been around the house, and against whatever suggestions Yurio had made about not going anywhere without him because of the fans, he hasn't come home either. Truthfully, he's probably lost, but that's not the important thing to focus on right now. Really, he can't focus on anything. ]

I messed up everything when I left, didn't I?

[fourlevels]

[ Viktor has noticed a distinct lack of Yuuri in the house and he's trying not to worry about it too much, but he visibly sags with relief when he sees who the notification is from. ]

Of course not, you haven't been gone that long. Are you headed back now? I can meet you and we can get pork cutlet bowls from the café for dinner.

[ Viktor that's not at all what he means gawd. ]

[wonts]

[ His heart sinks and feels like lead in his chest, emotion tightening in his throat until he can't breathe, and when Yuuri looks up, he realizes he's standing on the corner of some unfamiliar street with strangers wandering past him like he's not even there. He ignores his invitation for dinner, more sick than hungry. ]

You said I was gone for almost a month. I know what happened while I wasn't here.

[fourlevels]

Oh. That "left".

... Wait, what do you mean you know what happened?

[ Besides Viktor being a useless lump in his bedroom for weeks. ]

[wonts]

I saw the report. [ And the articles and the videos. His fingertips feel numb. ]

You could have told me.

[fourlevels]

The report ... ?

[ Oh. Oh. ]

I wanted to talk to you about it,
but I didn't want to disturb you in your room.

[wonts]

[ He was kind of having a freak out in there. ]

Then it's true? You and Yurio and...

What else am I missing? What haven't you told me?

[fourlevels]

[ Wait, him and Yura? Viktor thought he was talking about Adachi. ]

What about Yura? I don't understand, Yuuri

[wonts]

[ It is about Adachi... and Yuri too. ]

I don't understand either! What's going on with everyone, Viktor?

[fourlevels]

We can talk about it, about all of it if you want. If you come home we can talk quietly. Or I can meet you somewhere? Whatever you want, Yuuri.

[wonts]

[ He doesn't want to say that it doesn't feel like home to him, but he types it out at least five times before deleting it. ]

I want to meet somewhere, but you decide. I still don't know a lot of places around here.

[fourlevels]

How about the café so we can talk AND eat?

[ Viktor sends the GPS location just in case. Hopefully Yuuri didn't lost too far. ]

[wonts]

Okay.

[ He's so zoned out that it's a miracle he even manages to get there, unwilling to go inside just yet. So, he sort of paces outside, nervous and feeling slightly sick. By the time Yuuri sees Viktor, he's only managed to calm down a little; his face is still red, and he's sort of prepared himself for the worst outcome—whatever that might be. He lifts his hand to wave, a pathetic sort of motion, but he doesn't say anything else. ]

[fourlevels]

[ When Viktor arrives, his face is flushed too—did he run to get there? Signs point to yes, though rather than running, he seems to be ... skating? On the sidewalk?? He even makes the same stopping motions with his ankles and legs even though there aren't physical blades on his feet, coming to a somewhat rough stop in his haste.

He smiles faintly at the wave though, hopeful what that could mean. ]

Hi. Were you waiting long? I got here as fast as I could.