I woke Victor up with a slight shake of his shoulder, he stirred a bit and slightly shook his head. I moved his bangs away from his eyes and leaned forward. "Victor you need to wake up," I said in a soothing whisper, he hummed in response and slowly opened his eyes. I've yearned to see those beautiful eyes, a small tired smile tugged at his lips. "Yuuri, my love." He said in a groggy tone. "Good morning Victor." I smiled back. "How are you feeling?" I asked.

He sat up and groaned as if he were in pain I was quick to act and helped him sit up with ease, his hand was warm and somewhat sweaty. "I'm fine." He stated reassuringly. "Now that you're here." He lightly squeezed my hand. "I'm happy to see that you're awake," I said. "I should be saying that to you. You were the one that was sick." He pouted. "Yes, but thanks to me you got sick too." I frowned. "I'm sorry.." I muttered guiltily and looked down at our hands, I enjoyed the warmth Victor gave off. It was comforting in a way, but it wasn't supposed to be comforting.

I silently cursed at myself knowing well that Victor was sick and possibly in pain, and yet here I was being comforted by his warmth. I hesitantly let go of his hand and turned my head to the side feeling that if I were to look at Victor again I wouldn't be able to control the emotions boiling inside me, and everything would just spill out like this morning's breakfast, my body wasn't strong enough to keep down a single meal yet, but this wasn't about me, I didn't matter in the first place.

I quickly brought my attention back to Victor who had suddenly brought me into his arms, I flinched at the sudden contact as he pushed my head again his chest, his fingers brushed through my hair in a soothing manner it was enough to almost put me to sleep, I silently listened to his heartbeat and slow steady breathing, it was calm compared to my own shaky breathing. I didn't dare speak, the moment was too valuable to pass on, I breathed in his scent, he smelled faintly of cologne and sweat, almost earthy.

I closed my eyes and stayed there in my tense position. "Relax a little Yuuri, there's nothing to be afraid of here. Unless you're afraid of me." I could hear the frown in his voice. "I-I'm not." I stammered. "I'm just worried," I mumbled in a low almost inaudible tone. "Worried about what?" Victor asked curiously.

I was hesitant to answer because the reason why I was worried was because I was afraid of letting Victor down, and now here he is lying in my bed sick because of me. I cursed at myself once again and pulled away from Victor's warm embrace allowing the cold air to chill my skin. "It's nothing bad, I'm just worried..." I trailed off and bit my lip, I had to think of something good to say. "That you'll get more sick," I stated finally satisfied with my choice of words. "Yurio told me you had a weak immune system." I nervously looked around looking at anything but his eyes.

He quietly chuckled. "Weak immune system? Now that's a bit overdramatic." He rested his hand on top of my head, I flinched and looked at him. "I'm not that weak you know." He stated. "My love for you makes me stronger than ever." I instantly blushed at his words. "Oh! are you flustered or sick again? Gah Yuuri you're worrying me!" He held my face in his hands. "I-I'm fine! Really I am." I reassured quickly. "Thank goodness." He sighed in relief. "At least I know you're just being your cute self." He smiled brightly and pinched my cheeks.

I grew even more flustered and placed my hands on top of his own. "Victor you still feel warm. Are you hungry?" I asked, and if just on cue a low rumble came from his stomach. "I'm going to take that as a yes." I laughed which caused him to blush out of embarrassment. "Yurio left us some pork cutlet bowls," I stated with a smile. "How is Yurio?" He asked curiously. "He left as soon as he dropped the food off, he said he didn't want to get sick too." I left out the part where Yurio told me about Victor's reason for panicking over me, would Victor be upset if he found out what Yurio told me?

Victor tilted his head to the side. "Are you okay Yuuri?" He frowned. "I'm fine," I reassured with a small smile. "Are you hungry as well Yuuri?" He leaned forward. "You look thinner than before." He mumbled with his frown deepening. "I'm so sorry I couldn't take care of you." Guilt dripped from his voice and his eyes were filled with sorrow. "It's okay! You did an amazing job, Victor, you stayed by my side. Not many people would do that you know." I was happy when his frown was replaced with a smile. "Do you really mean that?" The way he perked up reminded me of a cute puppy which caused me to laugh.

I placed my hand on his cheek. "Of course I mean it, Victor." I smiled with a blush warming my cheeks. "I love you." The words slipped off my lips like honey I loved the feeling it left behind, it left my lips tingling. Something flashed in Victor's eyes suddenly, his smile faltered with his face quickly showing one of shock but then going back to having a soft look. His eyes watered then and he trembled. "Victor what's wrong!?" I quickly leaned toward and held his face in my hands. "Are you in pain? Tell me what hurts!" My anxiety rose high when tears slipped down his cheeks and landed on my hands.

He grabbed one of my hands and placed it on his chest where I could feel his heart pounding rapidly. "It's this Yuuri." He stated quietly with a small smile. "Your heart hurts?" And once again my anxiety rose even more almost reaching its peak. "No, it.." He trailed off and chuckled "it's beating so fast because of you. You filled it up too much and now it's overflowing." He smiled "I'm so happy." More tears rolled down his cheeks. I quickly wiped them away and pulled him into a tight hug, he laughed and rested his head against my shoulder taking a deep shaky breath.

He wrapped his arms around me and snuggled up against me. "I want to stay like this forever." He mumbled. "I want to too Victor, but right now you need to eat." I was upset that I had to pull him away from the comforting embrace but I knew he had to eat. I reached for the tray and carefully set it on the bed in between Victor and I. "Let's hope they're still hot." I stated with a giggle. "I hope so." Victor returned the smile and grabbed his chopsticks. "Thank you for the food." He clasped his hands together before digging into his meal.

I felt my stomach twist with uneasiness as I stared down at the bowl, it filled me with dread just thinking about going back to my old ways. I shuddered at the memories of food rising up my throat and burning it as I leaned over a toilet kneeling on a cold tiled ground, I grabbed my own chopsticks and gave my thanks for the meal before attempting to grab a pork cutlet with trembling hands, Victor shoveled food into his mouth with hunger showing itself in his eyes. I took a breath and gathered enough courage to eat, I brought the meat to my lips and opened my mouth. "Is something wrong Yuuri?" Victor's concerned voice caught me by surprise.

I jumped and looked at him. "Ah no I just wanted to savor the flavor," I stated before shoving the cutlet in my mouth along with a couple of servings of rice. The rice felt like glue it stuck to the roof of my mouth and grew thicker and harder to swallow, I eventually had to swallow at some point, and when I did I nearly choked. Victor was still scarfing down his meal, he must've been really hungry, and by the looks of it, it looked like he wouldn't have enough with just one bowl. And that made me worry.

If Victor was this hungry did that mean that he didn't take care of himself at all? Did he really wait for me to wake up? My stomach churned in a nauseating way it made me feel sick, I no longer had an appetite. "Victor, I already ate when you were sleeping. I just didn't want to make you feel bad." I lied smoothly. "You can have my bowl." I pushed my bowl toward him, and right when he was about to reach for it the door was kicked open revealing a pale looking Yurio, his face was filled with shock and some fear.

I instantly stood and rushed toward him. "Yurio what's wrong?" I asked quickly he didn't respond and stared at Victor who was now getting up. "Yuri!" I grasped onto his shoulders and forced him to look at me. "I..it's Angela." He stammered, he never stammered before, and that terrified me so much and made me worry. My blood went cold. "What about her? Did she hurt you? are you okay?" A motherly instinct overwhelmed me as I eyed Yurio from head to toe. "I'm fine." He reassured quickly, but the way his voice wavered when he spoke was unsettling.

He looked at Victor. "She's going to use blackmail, you idiot!" He yelled angrily. "What do you mean?" Victor asked anxiously. "She's going to make our lives miserable," Yurio stated and then pointed at me. "And he's going to be dragged into the mess." By the way, Victor's expression changed I could tell that he was now utterly anxious. I barely realized what he meant, Angela was not going to give Victor up so easily.

Why is she so obsessed with Victor though? I mean yes he is very handsome, and so sweet and kind and loving, and don't forget that he has an amazing body.....

I instantly flushed red and shook my head trying to focus on our situation, this was not the time to be fantasizing right now, Victor stiffened beside me and grasped onto my hand. "Then..we need a plan." He stated hesitantly he was probably racking his brain for any ideas. "Oh? And what plan is that? We murder her and hide the body?" Yurio crossed his arms. "Yuri! That is going too far!" I gasped. "Tch, I think it's a good plan." He muttered. "I know but let's not go too far." I reminded him to which he only shrugged off as if it were nothing serious.

Victor was quiet beside me his face held fear and shock. "Blackmail.." He muttered under his breath. "I knew those paparazzi people were suspicious." His grip on my hand tightened causing me to wince, he quickly realized what he was doing and immediately let go of my hand. "I'm so sorry Yuuri!" He apologized with a flash of guilt crossing his features. "Yuuri I swear I'll do anything to keep you safe and unharmed." He carefully wrapped his arms around my waist. "I know you've been hurt, but this time I won't let anyone hurt you again. I swear on it." He looked into my eyes, his held passion, and strength. "Oi! We sorta got an emergency here." Yurio reminded us.

We both pulled away from each other. "Right, but what can we do Yurio? It's not like we can send her away or chase her off." Victor explained with a frown, a sudden glint shined in Yurio's eyes. "You're right, but we can do that can't we?" He looked like he was on to something. "What are you saying?" I asked. "Both Victor and I can be chased off." He smiled but Victor's face fell and the blood drained from his cheeks. "Y-Yurio you don't mean.." He couldn't finish his sentence. "We can be chased back to Russia! It's the only way!" Yurio exclaimed, my heart dropped.

I felt sick again and I couldn't stop myself from stumbling back, Victor grasped onto my shoulders and pulled me into a tight hug, I instantly hugged him back and grasped onto his shirt. "Please..please don't leave me." I honestly did not know what got over me, fear and anxiety were the only things going through my veins. "Shh it's okay my love, I'm not leaving for real." He explained in a low murmur. And then both Yurio and he explained their full plan, I listened as I held onto Victor not wanting to let him go, I had fistfuls of his shirt I had barely realized that my hands were shaking too. Victor ran his hand through my hair as he spoke.

After I finally understood their full plan I nodded and buried my face in Victor's shirt. "Just...let me stay like this for a while." I stammered. "Of course." Victor chuckled and held me tight against his chest. "I won't let go." He whispered. "Not ever." I knew what the plan was now, and it still made my heart ache just thinking about it, but I had to agree with it; I had to let Victor go for a while, and something told me it was going to be a long while, because a second without Victor is like a whole day in my world of loneliness.

I wasn't ready to let him go, I'll never be ready.