Yuuri had a cute neighbor. The man was the sort of person who everyone knew and everyone spoke to, in the elevator, by the mailboxes, or in the laundry room. Yuuri’s cute neighbor was the kind of person that made everyone want to know him, including Yuuri.
On Yuuri’s first day in the building, lugging boxes and furniture from the back of the U-Haul, he had practically run his cute neighbor over. He couldn’t see around the large box in his arms and almost tumbled backwards when he collided with something solid. A something that turned out to be the cutest man he had ever seen, who seemed absolutely unconcerned that Yuuri nearly trampled him with a box full of linens.
“Need help?” the friendly voice had floated straight into Yuuri’s heart as the strong arms belonging to it lifted the box from Yuuri’s hands. “Where am I going with this?”
Caught up by the open smile and the beautiful blue eyes, Yuuri could merely manage to open and shut his mouth a few times, before shaking his head. “Um, sorry, 2D.” He waved his hand toward the direction of the open door, forgetting all of his mother’s warnings about strangers in a big city. “You don’t have to do that… I…”
“If I carry it, you can’t hit me with it,” the laugh that followed the statement was full of soft teasing and Yuuri felt himself melting over its appeal. “I’m Victor, by the way, apartment 2A. Looks like we’re neighbors.” Victor dropped the box onto the floor of Yuuri’s kitchen and extended his hand in Yuuri’s direction.
“I… I’m Yuuri!” he spoke too quickly, eagerly grabbing Victor’s hand and shaking it with a little too much force. He blushed, ducking his head toward the floor.
“Nice to meet you, Yuuri. I am sure I will see you around!” Patting Yuuri on the shoulder, Victor grinned. “Welcome to the neighborhood!” With a squeeze to Yuuri’s shoulder, Victor walked out of his front door, leaving Yuuri standing speechless in the middle of his own living room.
That had been the start of Yuuri’s crush. They said hi when passing in the hallway, sometimes exchanged pleasantries whenever Victor’s dog made a mad dash toward Yuuri, begging for attention every single time the dog spotted him. Yuuri secretly loved these moments, but had no idea how to take them any further, always flaking out right before he could suggest joining Victor for his walk or offer to show Victor his finally unpacked apartment. They were destined to be neighbors forever, and Yuuri resigned himself to this fact, no matter how much he hated it.
Until the day that Victor had pounded down his door in a panic. “My water is broken!” Victor exclaimed, sandals on his feet, bathrobe barely closed around his body and clothes draped over his arms. “I am sweaty from walking Makkachin and I need a shower. Can I use yours?”
Yuuri tried to evade his eyes from Victor’s bare chest, concentrating on Makkachin who had happily flung herself into Yuuri’s arms. “Uh, sure?” he said, unsure why he was hesitating. Stepping back from his door, Yuuri pointed down his short hallway. “First door to the left. I can get Makkachin some water to drink, if that’s okay?”
“You’re wonderful, Yuuri, thank you!” Victor threw his arms around Yuuri’s shoulders and hugged him tight.
It took all of Yuuri’s self-control not to focus on the warmth that naturally radiated from Victor’s body. Patting Victor on the back, Yuuri found himself laughing nervously. “Would you… um… like to stay for dinner? It’s ok if you have plans, I just thought… maybe it would be hard to cook without water. If you cook, or you know, whatever.” He was rambling and he wanted to kick himself.
“Dinner would be lovely,” Victor let Yuuri go, stepping only a few inches out of Yuuri’s space. “Thank you so much,” his long fingers continued to flex lightly on Yuuri’s biceps, increasing Yuuri’s blush with each gentle press.
“No problem,” Yuuri finally looked up to make eye contact with Victor. “No problem at all.” He felt his heart skip a beat as Victor grinned at him again, releasing his arms to head down the hallway.
Yuuri always says he had a cute neighbor, because that neighbor became his boyfriend and then his live-in boyfriend within a year.
All because Victor was smart enough to pay his friend, Mila, to break his shower and jump start his love life.
So many, many months ago, I made a quiz! ♡＾▽＾♡ Why? Because I thought it would be fun, but also because the one or two I found myself didn’t give very indepth answers, so naturally, I decided to make my own and add my own spin.
What’s my own spin, you ask? Why, brevity, of course xD This was just something fun to pass the time, so I chose six characters for this version. I was considering making a second one, but I realised I had never shared it here. So I said I’d do that first!
Let me know who you get!
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