Viktor childwood bestfriend
Fluff? Angst? Idk, no gender mentioned
You were a scholar, so you often saw him in the lab, and you noticed he was still up late so you finally decided to comfront him about something that was on your mind since months, but you weren't exactly sure
As soon as you walk into the kab Viktor put down his pen and looked up at you, tilting his head in thought. “If you don’t mind me asking, why are you still up?”
"I was Just wondering... To find you. I just wanted to talk“
"Find me?” He chuckled. “And just what would you want to discuss at this hour?”
You pondered your works, leaning on the lab table.
“What makes you think that?”
"You just seems like a boy i used to play with. I'm from there."
Now he raised an eyebrow curiously, standing up from his chair and walking over to you. “You can’t be seriously implying that we knew each other?”
"Maybe? A boy named Viktor... With a difficult leg... A boy that used to build boats and make them flow on the river."
His expression suddenly shifted as he connected the dots. Though he was surprised to see you again after so many years.
"It had been a long time since he’d met anyone from the Undercity."
He said, the voice a bit more serious now.
"I'm y/n." His eyes widen at that, staring at you in disbelief.
Surely he couldn’t be that lucky to bump into you again by chance?
No, it had to have been a coincidence.
He couldn’t help but look you up and down, studying your face.
“y/n…” He said under his breath. His gaze drifted downwards, taking in the sight of your clothes, his gaze lingering for a moment. When he looked back up at you, he saw how you had matured.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the clock, announcing that the hour was quite late.
He seemed a bit nervous now, a hand rubbing the back of his neck.
“Oh, that’s… very interesting” He commented.
He looked down at you for a moment, still having a hard time believing that it was you standing in front of him.
“You… changed a lot.” He said, almost offhandedly under his breath.
"Same as you... it's nice too see you again." You say, while sitting on his desk nonchalantly. Viktor was a bit bewildered to see you sitting on his desk, but he didn’t protest. His gaze lingered on your legs for a moment, before snapping back up to you.
“It’s… nice seeing you as well.” He mumbled, folding his arms across his chest. A few moments of silence pass as he continues to look at you. A thousand thoughts racing through his mind.
However, after a while, he seemed to become slightly more serious in expression.
“Why are you here?” He asked, though he knew the answer already.
"I needed to see if that was really you, here“
He said, studying your face intently. A lot of memories started to come back to him now, memories he hadn’t thought about in a long time. Then you stood up and hug him tight, hating that usual nonchalance of him you always saw since he was a kid. He froze up at the sudden hug, staring ahead in bewilderment for a moment, but quickly relaxed.
Tentatively, he returned the hug, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. Again a million thoughts were coursing through his head as he held you close. So many questions, but he couldn’t figure out where to start.
“How… long have you been here?” He eventually asked, his voice a soft whisper.
"Few months." He frowned a little at that, his grip on you momentarily tightening.
“You’ve been studying here for months and we haven’t seen each other until now?”
"Its been years. I searched for you a lot in the underground .. i thout you were.... "
He pulled back slightly, taking your chin into his hand, tilting your head up to look at him.
“Don’t say that. I’m… I’m alive.” He said gently, staring at you with a somber expression.
"But then i heard you were here ."
“I’m surprised you were able to gather up so much information.” He mused, gently caressing your skin.
“But, yes… I’ve been here for quite a while.”
"At First i was... Angry. Cause you abandoned me. But... I'm happy you're here." He frowned at that, guilt and sorrow welling up in his chest.
“I… I know I did. But I couldn’t stay down there-“ He mumbled, bringing a finger to your cheek and tracing your skin gently.It's fine He looked at you for a moment and chuckled softly, shaking his head.
“You’ve always been way too forgiving for your own good…”
You put your forhead on his. A small shiver of satisfaction ran down his spine when you did that.
He took a breath and let his hands slowly wander down to rest on your hips, holding you in place. His eyes flickered across your face, looking at you as if to make sure you were actually real.
“You know… You’ve *really* changed a lot” He murmured, his voice holding a hint of both admiration and lust as he looked down at you.
“You’re not that little kid anymore…”
"Don't leave me back again“
"No. I won’t.” He said, his voice firm this time.
His hands gripped your hips once more, pulling you against his body. He moved a hand up to your jaw, tilting your head up to look at him.
His voice was now low and full of emotion, his eyes never leaving yours. And you can't stop you from kissing him like you fantasize for a lot.
He returned the kiss immediately, almost desperately. Pressing against you as if he didn’t want to let you go.
His hand moved from your jawline and tangled into your hair, gently gripping the back of your head. Viktor pushed you back against the desk and deepened the kiss, his tongue delving into your mouth hungrily, as if making up for all that missed time. He slowly started to push you on the desk, his body pressing against yours. His tongue explored every part of your mouth relentlessly, one hand gripping onto your hip while the other remained in your hair.
