Your POV
"You're honestly insane Viktor. We going to be late. We could have just rescheduled the show"
"I couldn't have asked you of that, you were so happy about it" he smiles. Gosh, he's too nice.
"Why are you so perfect..." I mumble.
"You're adorable. Oh! We're here" he excitingly says.
"Well that went faster than I thought it would be." I say confused. We must have been pretty close to the airport already haha.
We get out and walk up to front counter. Right as we walk in though, all we're mobbed by fans.
"Great..." just to make this interesting, orrrr...I just have a death wish. I decide to grab Yurios' hand. The room instantly goes quiet... and it was at that moment, I knew I fucked up.
"What do you think you're doing you whore!?!" A bunch of girls yell.
"Hey ladies, it's alright she's just nervous from this big crowd. She's not used to so many people admiring her" Viktor says... what a a-hole. He just smiles at them. They look like they're about to die, I mean he is handsome.
"Well she can take someone else's hand!" They all scream even louder. Luckily, guards come and escort us to our exit.
"Arrivederci" I flash smile to the group of girls and wave.
"AHHHH DON'T LEAVE, YURI! WE LOVE YOU!!!!" They all try to get threw the guards.
TIME SKIP
when we finally get on the plane, I'm already tired.
"Your fans are crazy!" I yell at Yurio with amazement. I've never seen people so deranged.
"Yeah I guess... I don't like them. They're annoying" he mumbles looking frustrated. "Why did you do that, do you want to die?"
"For the fun. Come on, you know you enjoyed that" I nudge him.
"You guys are so cute together" Viktor says pinching our cheeks and making baby noises.
"zatknut'sya mudak!" He says to Viktor looking irritated.
"What does that mean?" Me and yuri ask.
"He's just being stubborn. He said some ugly words." He pets Yurios head.
"You speak Russian so beautifully. I really like it" I tell yuri and smirk. I think I'm blushing , but I don't know. But I do know he is.
"Yeah, whatever. What language do you speak again?" ...Is he stupid?
"I'm Italian, what do you think?"
"Oh... right. Speak something"
"Hmm okay... io piaci davvero, dovremmo uscire qualche volta." I wink.
"What did you say?" Viktor asks.
"Something... haha"
"I'm going to ask your coach when we get to Barcelona" Viktor says.
"Yeah, good luck repeating it"
"Oh...I got it on recording" he keeps replaying it.
"...of course you did...well I guess if he knows, it might happen" I feel awkward so I start talking to Yuri about his life.
"Soooo, can you speak Japanese or something?"
"Uhh yeah..."
"Can you say something?"
"Sure, I guess" and he says something but like obviously I don't know what. After a little while I feel my eyes get heavy and I fall asleep.
TIME SKIP
"Hey (y/n) we're here. We gotta hurry its 6:30pm. It starts in a hour." Viktor picks me up and takes me off the plane. I just hold onto my phone and leave my violin because we're going to be back.
"Are we going to go to a formal shop or something to get clothes?" Yuri says.
"Yeah, there's one not far from here. Don't worry, we're going to make it on time." Viktor reassures everyone.
"You really got this all planned out., don't you. Haha. Also, i think I can walk now" he doesn't put me down. "Also I don't need a new dress, I'll just wear this."
"I'll buy you an outfit if you let me pick it." Viktor grins.
"Since I would never say no to you. Sure" he starts to get excited.
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when we arrived at the parlor, it was about ten times fancier than the one in Japan.
"I'll go pick something out for you (y/n). Help the boys." Viktor happily trots off into the dress section.
"Go try stuff on!" I tell the 'boys'.
After a few minute of them looking they finally decided to try one on, and dayummmm! The look fine.
(Yurios' choosing)
(Yuris' choosing)
" hot damn!" I walk around them checking them out.
"What are you doing?" Yuri asks looking violated.
"Checking you guys out obviously. You've never looked so good" I laugh. Just then Viktor comes out with a pretty blue dress.
"I'm going to make you a princess" he shoves me in a dressing room with the gown. When I come out all three of there faces light up.
"Here are the matching shoes"
"I'm not good in heels."
"You ice skate though... you should have pretty good balance" Yuri says.
"I'll try." I put them on and they're actually not that hard. "What are you going to wear?" I ask Viktor he just walks into the changing room with a persevered sign on it.
When he comes out...I can't even... he's so fine.
( that's the style and stuff he's wearing)
"Ahhh! You're gorgeous!" Annnnnnddd... my fangirl came out.
"Thank you. Alright we can leave now. I'll pay for all of the suits and dress with my universal card." Viktor dramatically holds up a golden card.
He walks to the counter and we follow behind him. He pays and man... the shock on her face when she rang up the suits (just she knows which ones they are. We didn't take any of it off). Either she knows who we are... orrrr it's all hella expensive.
"Alright! Let's go" we go back to our driver and tell him to take us to the royal ballroom.
"Hey, Does my hair and face still look decent from yesterday?" I start to laugh.
"Of course. We're all beautiful people right now. We must act out best behavior though. We want to look good in all ways" Viktor puts his hand in the center of our seat circle like he wants us to do a good luck handshake. (Like they do at sports game with the hand in the center and they count to 3 and throw their hand in the air).
I place mine on top of his and the rest follow suit. Although yuri looks a bit peeved... like always.
We do the silly little chant and we get there not to long after. "Perfect! Right on time!" We all get out and make our ways to the doors.
We make such a dramatic entrance, all eyes are on us.
A/N
Yo ho ho ho! Merry Christmas. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please be sure to vote and leave comments. I love reading your funny weird things. Haha anyways with that, until next time...
-Miranda T.