Mr. Nikiforov
chapter twenty-four// relationships

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After leaving the grocery store I went back to the dorms and put away all the food before texting Yato so I could get his address. I was in the middle of eating a chocolate bar when my phone vibrated with a text from Yato.

It was only three in the afternoon, meaning I had a good three or four hours to spend before I should start heading over to Victor's place. I let Yato know I would be on my way and left the dorms once again, heading out to Phichit's car so I could head over to Yato's.

It wasn't a very long drive and I found myself pulling into the driveway of a small house. I decided it had a cute and warm vibe to it as I walked up to the front door, looking around for any sign of Yato living there. Of course, all I could do was text Yato I was outside and knock.

A few seconds after knocking, the door opened and my eyes met a pair of golden ones. I was afraid for a moment, thinking to myself I just knocked on the wrong door, but the guy in front of me simply raised a thin eyebrow and called over his shoulder, "Yato, there's someone in the front door for you."

His eyes returned to mine and he stepped aside, making way for me to come in. I smiled politely and went inside, unable to stop myself from glancing at my surroundings.

Yato came out from a hallway and his eyes widened a bit when he saw me a wide, clearly nervous smile spreading across his flushed face.

"H-hey Yuri, have you had anything to eat yet?"

"Oh, I just ate so I'm fine, thank you."

"Okay, well.." Yato glanced at the boy beside me for a second before pointing behind himself. "We could go up to my room--"

"If it's because of me, don't bother, I'm going out for a couple hours." The guy shrugged carelessly, reaching for the coat hanging behind him and raising a hand goodbye. "I'll be back later."

The door closed and I stood still, watching Yato relax a bit. I smiled warmly, trying to ease some of his nerves.

"What's got you so nervous?" I asked with a bit of teasing in my tone. Yato chuckled awkwardly and pointed at the living room.

"Is it so obvious?" I shook my head softly and went to take a seat, Yato sitting down as well but making sure there was some space between us. He took a deep breath and looked up at me.

"So. . .I've been wanting to have this conversation with you for a really long time." He started. His eyes adverting from my direction and instead focusing across the living room as if having second thoughts. "There's. . .someone I'm interested in and I'm not too sure where we stand."

My eyebrows raised in interest. "Oh? Why not ask them?" I asked cluelessly.

Yato tried to smile. "I've tried, but I can never bring myself to ask him." He whispered nervously, looking at me from the corner of his eye.

"Hmm. And what kind of relationship do you have at the moment?" Yato looked down at his hands and fiddled with his fingers a bit.

"We're friends." He nodded. "We've gone out before, but never without other mutual friends. I've tried so many times to ask him out on a date, but I always back down whenever he simply looks at me with such softness. . ."

I smiled, loving the way Yato seemed to radiate when talking about this guy. It made me happy to see someone I care about look so blissful. "Tell me more about this guy." I shot at him.

Yato blushed furiously and shook his head a bit. "I don't think you want to hear about it," he laughed but I nodded, insisting.

"I'd love to."

Yato watched me carefully, the wheels in his head obviously spinning, but I couldn't make out his expression until he smiled again and began, "He's a really nice person. He's funny and easy going, but he stands up for himself, even if he easily gets hurt by the opinions of close friends. He's so easy to talk to. . .and I just feel. . .so happy whenever I'm with him." Yato's voice began to quiet down, almost in a whisper. "I'm scared that if I confess to him, he might not feel the same way and it could possibly end our friendship."

I frowned, "Yato, you're a great guy, and a great catch. And I'm sure even if this guy didn't like you, he wouldn't let that end a good friendship." I assured him, keeping things light and positive.

Yato looked at me, hope clouding his crystal clear blue eyes. "You think so?" He asked softly and I nodded.

I scooted closer to him and grasped his hand, smiling wide. "I do. And I mean it, you're an awesome guy. So I think you should go for it."

Yato smiled in determination, holding my hand back and intertwining our fingers. "Thank you, Yuri.

I blinked, realizing how close we had gotten in the last few seconds, physically and emotionally. My eyes widened a bit as I noticed him lean in even further, his face inching closer to mine.

My heart leaped out of my chest for a second and my eyes widened when he wrapped his arm around me in a hug, his head moving to rest on my shoulder. I gladly returned the embrace.

"So," I smiled when he pulled away. ". . .Who's the guy?"

Yato blushed and looked down at our hands, part of his face covered by his bangs.

"It's. . ."

I hadn't really thought about who it could be that Yato had a crush on. To be honest, I am quite naive when it comes to sweet romances like his. I can tell when there is sexual tension between two people, but simple crushes and affection is almost impossible for me to read into.

It could be any guy really, but I was somewhat surprised to hear his response, although under further thought, it made complete sense.

"Oh. . ." I whispered, not knowing what reaction to give with all the questions currently going across my brain. "Since when?" Was the first thing that left my mouth.

Yato bit his bottom lip, shyly responding. "Honestly, I think it was since we met."

My smile widened and I jumped up from the couch, my hand coming up to fix the glasses up my nose. "Yato, you have to tell him!"

Yato's eyes widened slightly, his tone unsure and a little shaky. "Y-you think so?"

"Yes! Seven is a great guy, and he would definitely not let your friendship be ruined over something so simple--in case it goes wrong. But I think you have a big chance and you should take it!" I explained quickly, nodding at the end of my sentences to emphasize my point.

Yato smiled down at his hands softly before standing up and giving me a determined look. "I'm going to do it." He went for his phone in his pants and my eyes widened a bit in surprise.

"Oh. Now?" I asked softly and Yato nodded.

"U-uh, yeah, if I don't do it now I might back down later again." He laughed nervously and pressed his phone against his ear. "This isn't a bad idea, right?" He whispered.

I shook my head quickly, giving him a thumbs up.

Before he could say anything else, his eyes widened a bit and he cleared his throat. "Hey, Seven! I-it's me, Yato. . .listen um. . .I wanted to ask you something."

There was a short pause and I watched as Yato took one last breath before finally saying it.

"Would you like to go out somewhere. . .with me . . .like a date. . ." Yato's face was blank from expressions for a few seconds until finally he smiled softly and made eye contact with me, nodding.

"Yeah, any day you're free is good." Yato beamed and I cheered for him, silently clapping which made him chuckle a bit. Yato's cheeks flushed and he hummed.

I looked at the clock hanging on the wall behind Yato and made a signal that I would leave. It was a good time for me to start heading over to Victor's place and it would probably be best if I left Yato on his own.

Yato nodded and waved goodbye as I headed out, before I closed the front door after me I saw Yato mouth a silent 'thank you' to which I smiled at. I looked up at the white sky and sighed.

It stopped snowing.

With a smile still on my face, I carefully headed to Phichit's car and drove away, excited to see Victor and Anton again.

About a fifteen minute drive later I was driving into Victor's area. The streets were almost fully covered in snow and the sky was grey, not a single person seemed to be out.

Victor's place slowly came into view and my eyebrows raised when I noticed an unfamiliar car parked outside his house. I bit my bottom lip as I parked behind the expensive vehicle.

Is it okay for me to go knock?

I shook my head, reminding myself that Victor invited me. Besides, if something had come up he would've surely sent me a message, right?

After making sure I didn't have any unseen messaged or missed calls from Victor, I hesitantly got out of the car and went up to the front door.

I stopped right in front of the door and held my breath, my hand going up to ring the doorbell. I heard the soft echo of the bell ring inside the house and not a second later the door swung open.

My eyes connected with Anton's vibrant green eyes, except it wasn't Anton who answered the door. In front of me stood a luxurious looking man with blonde hair and pale, flawless skin. His wide jade eyes took me up and down before he raised a thick eyebrow. If it wasn't for the blond hair, I would've thought Anton had somehow grown up into an adult suddenly.

"Oh, hello?" The man greeted me, some type of accent present in his words.

"Yuri!" My attention was taken by Anton's familiar voice and I looked down to smile at the child.

It really isn't Anton with blond hair.

"Hi." I squeaked out awkwardly.

Victor appeared in the doorway as well, I flashed him a confused look and he cleared his throat, flashing me an apologetic smile.

"Yuri--" he moved past the blond guy and stood beside me, motioning between me and the stranger. "This is Shell, Anton's other dad and my ex-husband. Anton, this is Yuri, my boyfriend."

His wHAT?!!

My eyes widened, fear striking through me. How could Victor introduce me as his boyfriend to his ex-husband?! What if he gets mad, or offended, or something? Oh god, wgat if he thinks im--

"Oh," Shell said surprised, "It's nice to finally meet you, Yuri. I've heard quite a lot about you from Anton." He smiled, patting Anton's head softly.

"...Nice to meet you." I whispered back. He flashed me a cheerful smile and patted my shoulder next.

"Don't be scared now, I don't bite!" He laughed jokingly although I noticed his canine teeth seemed a little sharper than normal.

[A/n: *wink wink*]

"Yeah..." I chuckled.

"Anyways, I should get going, I shouldn't leave Eric waiting." Shell excused himself, taking Anton along with him by the hand before walking past us. "It was very nice to meet you, Yuri. And, Victor, I'll see you again soon." Shell rushed to say as he walked away, giving Victor a pointed look.

"Bye, Yuri!" Anton waved. I waved back and we watched Shell take Anton. Once the car drove out of sight, Victor invited me in.

"Hi, Makka. Hi, Vicchan." I greeted the pups by the door, scratching behind their ears and playing a bit with them for a minute before walking away, trying to wrap my head around what had happened.

"So, Anton left..." I pointed out the obvious as I walked into the kitchen where Victor bad gone.

"Yes, sorry about that. Shell dropped by and asked to take Anton for a few days since he's going to visit his father up north." I nodded. "...Are you hungry?"

"Not really." I shrugged.

Victor opened the fridge and bent over a bit, rummaging through the food in search for something. I leaned against the wall and admired his round ass shamelessly. Victor really is well built.

"Was it really okay for you to introduce me as your boyfriend to your ex?" I asked unsure.

"What? Yeah. Shell and I are long over, we're just friends, and we each agreed to move on and find other people. He also has a boyfriend, so it's alright. He probably will nag at me though for not telling him you'd be coming." He laughed.

"Oh."

"Fancy a beer?" Victor asked standing straight up again, shaking two beers beside his face.

I smiled, reaching out, "Sure."

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Victor ended up ordering pizza in and we decided to still enjoy a movie. We were now cuddled up in his bed, watching the end of the third movie of the night.

The silence between us was interrupted by Victor's voice as he asked a question that truly came out of nowhere.

"What are you doing for New Years?"

My eyebrows furrowed and I turned to look up at him from where my head was resting on his chest. He had an arm resting behind his head, his bangs pushed back from his forehead. I'll never stop believing that casual Victor is best Victor.

"Nothing really...why?"

"I'm having a sort of get-together and I'd like you to be there. There will be a couple of close friends and past colleagues, nothing too big, but I would like to officially introduce you to everyone. V, Jimin, Shell and Eric will be there, too." His chest vibrated with every word, his tone soft and raspy from how late it was and how long we had spent without talking.

I mindlessly drew circles on his chest with my finger, thinking his invitation over. Of course I wanted to spend New Years with him, but meeting a bunch of important people to Victor mde me a little nervous.

"...Okay." I agreed, knowing this would be coming sooner or later. Although I would've appreciated if it wasn't two days away. But I'm happy that Victor wants to introduce me to other's that he cares about.

Victor nodded, his hand that had been previously resting on my back coming up to run through my hair.

I could notice there was something else he wanted to talk about so I poked his chest softly.

"What's wrong?" I asked carefully.

He frowned, looking away.

"I was just thinking how sad I would be if I didn't get to see Anton during the holidays... You don't plan on visiting your family?" I was taken aback by his words. That was the last thing I would've thought would be bothering him.

I wasn't mad at his question, I suppose it's expected from him seeing as he's also a parent, but I didn't feel ready to go back and face my family--not yet.

"Not this time." I whispered sadly. Victor smiled a bit at me, not an ounce of judgement in his eyes.

"It's alright. Take your time, babe." We went back to watching the movie and it was soon over.

We watched the credits roll up the screen and I felt Victor move a bit underneath me as he reached for his phone.

"It's two in the morning. R'you tired?" I shrugged. "Oh, I should get you some clothes to sleep in." Victor realized and began to get up.

"It's fine, don't go..." I groaned softly, enjoying his warmth too much. Victor laughed a bit.

"I'm just going to get you some clothes." I shook my head.

"You don't have to, it's fine." I repeated. Victor didn't look convinced at all and looked ready to sprint out of bed, so I did what first came to my mind and climbed on top of him, straddling his lap.

Victor's eyes widened a bit but he quickly composed himself and took a hold of my hips, mischief flashing in his clear eyes.

"Why does this look familiar?" He teased without missing a beat. I frowned, not understanding what he was referring to, but it suddenly struck me. I hit his chest lightly and stuck my tongue out childishly.

He grinned up at me.

"It was this exact position that made me start liking you back in the dance room. It's when I knew you were special." He said in a sappy tone.

I rolled my eyes lightheartedly, "Was I that irresistible?"

Victor nodded. "Yeah, I knew I had to have this ass all to myself." His hands grasped my ass and he groped me over my jeans. I gasped a bit in surprise before laughing.

"I can't believe all you wanted was my body." I feigned being hurt.

"It was your persistence and stubbornness that really reeled me in at the end." He added in defeat.

I chuckled and leaned down to rest my head on his chest again, enjoying the close proximity, not in a sexual manner, but just enjoying the moment.

"We should probably change out of these clothes." Victor mumbled above my head, playing with my jean's back pockets.

I raised my head and shrugged. "Alright."

I sat up on Victor's lap and stipped out of my shirt, tossing it to the side of the bed. I began to undo my pants, "I don't mind going commando." I voiced out my intentions.

I crawled off of Victor and jumped off the bed, quickly taking off my jeans before getting back in bed and straddling Victor again.

"Your turn now." I moved back down his legs and undid his belt, then the button and pulled down the zipper.

"U-um, I can take care of that." Victor rushed and I shook my head.

"It's fine." I began tugging down his pants and my eyes landed on his prominent erection. My eyebrows raised and I now understood why. "Ahh."

Victor relaxed back on the pillows, not bothering to hide his boner now that I had seen it. He gave me an apologetic look though.

"I'm sorry, I know we were just having fun, but seeing you strip..." He looked away to hide his blush.

I shook my head and pulled his pants off the rest of the way.

"It's okay, my bad." I sat down beside him and caught his eyes, smiling lightheartedly. "I can get you off if you want. I'm a little tired to ride you, but I can jerk you off--"

Victor's eyes widened and he covered my mouth in a rush which made me laugh into his palm. "Don't be so vulgar!" He gasped.

I pushed his hand away and stood up on the bed, moving to sit behind him so he could be in between my legs, his back to me. I went to take off his shirt as well and guided him so be could rest back against my chest.

I know I'm normally very submissive to him, but I am also a man and like to dominate a bit every once in a while. I reached around to place a hand on his chest while I reached into his briefs with the other.

"Y-yuri, this position is a bit...embarrassing." Victor shuddered. From where I was sitting I could easily notice the change in Victor's body as I groped him. I took notice of how his chest started to rise and fall a little heavier and how he shuddered slightly whenever I grazed his tip.

"I know." I whispered against the back of his neck, kissing the skin softly.

I was slow and gentle with my hand movements. My hand on his chest softly grazed his pale skin and teased his nipples, while my other hand stroked him steadily underneath his briefs.

"I-I..." Victor shuddered, covering his mouth and throwing his head back against my shoulder, taking what I gave him.

I licked a bold stripe up the side of his neck, planting small kisses afterwards. I felt precome starting to leak from his tip and I spread it around with my thumb, using it as lube so my hand could slide easier down his growing length.

Victor's hands grasped the bed sheets under us, his back arching and his hips instinctively thrusting into my movements. I carefully watched Victor loose himself in the pleasure and I licked my bottom lip. I wanted to wreck him. I wanted to see him whimper above me from the pleasure I could give him.

I wanted to fuck him.

"Wait, it's--too tight." Victor hissed, bringing me back from my thoughts. I loosened the grip I had around him which I had unknowingly tightened a bit much. I shook the ideas out if my head and quickened my pace, wanting to finish him off. "Ngh~~"

I used my other hand to make him face me so I could kiss him, taking his moans and releasing some of my desire onto him. Victor's jaw went a bit slack as he gasped, his hips jerking back as he tensed, shooting into his briefs. I rode out his climax until he finally told me it was enough and I pulled my hand out, smirking down at the substance on my hand.

"We should take a shower." I beamed innocently. Victor sighed, trying to even his breaths again.

"Yeah.." He breathed out, a small smile on the corner of his lips.

A few minutes after when Victor finally fully came back to his senses we got up and went into his restroom, stripping from our underwear before jumping into the shower.

As I washed my hair and Victor moved on to wash his body, I couldn't help but look down at his ass. My cheeks burned up and I placed myself under the water, trying to rid myself of the graphic images running across my mind.

"Could you wash my back?" Victor asked and I coughed, surprised when I accidentally inhaled some water. "You okay?" Victor frowned.

"Yeah," I coughed, "Sorry. Um, yeah, I'll do it..." I moved over and took the sponge from him. Victor turned around without having to he told and I sheepishly got to work. As I ran the sponge across his muscular back I began to wonder what his thoughts on bottoming were. Has he ever been held by another man? Has Shell ever taken Victor that way?

"Yuri?" I blinked.

"Huh?"

Victor gave me a frown and took the sponge from me, making sure I was looking into his eyes. "What's wrong?"

My face heated up and I prayed he couldn't notice with the hot water and steam accumulating in the restroom. I bit my bottom lip without thinking.

"Nothing really." I lied.

He gave me a disappointed look. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't keep anything from me, just like I promised I wouldn't either."

I closed my eyes and sighed in surrender. I suppose this conversation would come up sooner or later and I really would like to have an answer, so why not.

"Cod you wash my backm?" I asked softly as I turned to avoid his eyes. After a few seconds I felt Victor move closer and start to gently scrub my back. My eyes were fixated on the wall in front of me. "There's something I wanted to ask you...it only really just crossed my mind today.." I began.

"That's okay. What is it?" Victor gave me a little push, his tone letting me know he was okay with me asking him whatever i wanted to know.

I closed my eyes tightly and just said it.

"Have you ever bottomed?"

There was no sound other than the water cascading behind me. Victor's movements stopped and I feared I might've crossed some line.

Damn it. I fucked up, didn't I?

"Where did that come from?" Victor suddenly asked, stifling a laugh. I looked back at him over my shoulder and I noticed he didn't look bothered, but instead he seemed amused.

"I was just..."

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting you to ask that." Victor apologized and went back to scrubbing my back. "But to answer your question--no, I've never bottomed. I've been a strict top ever since my sexual life began. Shell and I did try once but he wasn't one to take control, rather he preferred to be the one being--uh." Victor realized what he was saying and stopped himself, clearing his throat. "Well, you know what I mean."

I nodded, looking back to the wall in front of me. I smiled to myself and turned around, looking up at Victor that was just a bit taller. Victor was physically bigger than me in most aspects, but I've topped bigger men than him before with no problem. And, boy, what I would give to embrace Victor.

I raised an eyebrow at him, asking a question I never once Would have imagined I would be asking one of my teachers. "And would you let me top?"
 
  
  
    
   
   
   
  
   
  
  
  
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A/n: oh god, I am so sorry!! It's been two months since I last updated this.. I've had some very difficult last two months and I just couldn't really bring myself to write, but i feel like I am slowly coming back ^-^

About the chapter, I was finally able to write about Yato's true interests!! He's always been interested in Seven--he was a bit interested in Yuri as well but he got over him when he started to get the feeling that Yuri had someone else and then he met Seven and *boom*
I actually have noticed that some of you shipped Seven and Yato from the beginning which made me super happy lol

We also got to meet Anton's other dad!! His name is shell overlord, and in case you are not aware, he is from a yaoi manga/(manwah?) From Lezlihn (I'm sure I misspelled that lol)

A lot of you weren't for meeting Victor's ex because y'all were worried that he would get in between Yuri and Victor, but nahh, Shell is a softy and there won't be any drama (from him at least)

Thank you for the love this book has still been getting, and I'm really sorry I was gone for so long, things were really shitty at home, but they are starting to look up♡

Im really looking forward to getting to the final climax and finishing this book X3

 
  
-Sai