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"So. Can I come in?" He questioned as he walked in.

"Well you already have so I guess you can." I rolled my eyes as I sat down on the sofa Victor had already placed himself onto. There was a moment of silence until I stopped glaring at him for making me public enemy number one. "Why did you follow me home. Creep."

"Because you seem like a nice person. Also I wanted to apologise."

I stuttered as I felt my face heating . "W-well I don't go up to to people in the street, say 'hey you're nice' then follow them home!" I usually burst out shouting when I felt vulnerable- which I did at the moment. I was extremely flustered by the man in front of me, who more importantly was in my house.

"Ugh you okay?"He asked getting closer to me, which I responded by grabbing him and throwing him out my apartment. Literally. I threw him.

I slammed the front door shut then slid down it onto the floor.
"Dammit." I whispered pulling my hands up to my face. When I brought my hands away, my glasses had hand prints on. "DAMMIT."

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The next few days were actually pretty quiet. Especially considering I didn't go onto any social media sites or step a foot outside- in fear that the fans of Victor would come to murder me.

It was five days later after I met Victor that I head him loudly shouting my name from my outside window. I put on some sunglasses and a trench coat then cautiously went out to see him. He had a bag in his hand and a small smile- although it didn't reach his eyes.

"What do you want." I bluntly said in a low voice.

"Whats with the glasses and coat?" He said as he quickly followed me inside.

After I had taken the sunglasses and coat off, I replied to him with, "I didn't want to get murdered."

He gave me a questioning look.

"I went on social media this morning and all your fans were still threatening me."

He lightly laughed. "I don't think they'll murder you. Haha."

"IT HAPPENED BEFORE. The famous cat blogger Yuri Plisetsky. He was seen with another man on a motorcycle together. The next day, the motorcycle man was found murdered by cats. The cats were found and all of their owners followed Yuri's blog. Suspicious eh? Eh?" I nudged him in the side.

"Yeah sure." He laughed again then reached to the bag in front of him. "I wanted to give you this!" He extended his arms and gave me the bag. It was warm so I was slightly suspicious.

"Its warm. I swear if it's some shi- KATSUDON." I grabbed some chopsticks lying around and became quickly eating it. When I finished, I asked him. "Why did you get me this?"

"I didn't really give you a proper apology." He shrugged standing up then getting ready to leave. "I'll leave you alone from now on." His voice was becoming weaker when he let out the pained word. "Bye."

And with that he left. And to tell you the truth, I felt pretty lonely. But I couldn't tell him to wait. I wanted to tell him to wait, but I didn't.

Almost two weeks later and the memes had started to dye down. As did all the online hate.

So I decided to go outside.

To a place I knew I would find him.

And there he was.
On the ice.
Skating with an amazing amount of confidence.
He was expressionless, yet looked so content and happy.

I wanted to call out to him, but if I did- I wouldn't know what to say.
So I didn't.

I was about to leave when the sound of blades against the floor and a light tap on my back made me turn around.

"Victor..."
"Yuri..."

And without even realising, the man who I had literally only know for a few days, was hugging me.

But what really surprised me was that I was hugging back.

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Yay!!! Done. Okieee hope you enjoyed dis oneee ^3^ eheh.

-I_Drugged_Yo_Cereal