#drunk viktor

based on a suggestion by @togetherhearted

Summary: Viktor gets extremely clingy when drunk, and you have a hard time not exploding at his advances.

WC: 952

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Jayce’s parties were infamous in the academy for being a little over the top. Luckily, this time it was just a small group of you, Jayce, Viktor, Mel, and Caitlyn. It was just before break and you were celebrating the new year. Jayce had constructed a giant confetti machine that would go off at midnight… Typical Jayce.

“To a brighter future!” Jayce lifted a glass of liquor for a toast and the clash of glasses was heartwarming. You hadn’t been attending the academy very long but you’d already made some great friends. Viktor and Jayce were geniuses, you knew they were going to change Piltover completely. Mel was reliable and you could go to her with anything. Caitlyn was willing to lay her life on the line for you. They were truly wonderful and you couldn’t help wondering what they saw in you.

“How many glasses is this?” you joked after sipping your drink. The bunch of you had been drinking all night and snacking like it was your job. Caitlyn had brought hot cocoa but it was never made.

“Who cares!” Mel replied cheerily, her entire drink already gone. You grinned and made your way to Jayce’s couch, finding a spot next to Viktor. A light red tint was dusting his cheeks. From the time you met him, you were entranced by Viktor. He was gorgeous and a genius. When he rambled to you about new inventions all you could do is observe in awe. His brain was beautiful and you hoped you could help him if he ever needed it. He was so young but had already accomplished so much. Yet, you never felt isolated from him. He never acted better than you, and that’s what you loved. He was a little oblivious to your feelings but it didn’t bother you much, as long as you could stay by his side.

“You doing okay, Vik?” you asked as he leaned on you, curled up under a blanket. He nodded and sunk further into you.

“He’s like that when he’s drunk,” Jayce chimed in, “Super clingy.” Your cheeks flushed when Viktor wrapped an arm around you and sank into your lap. Hesitantly you ran a hand through his hair, eliciting a soft purr from him.

“He’s like a little kitten,” Mel commented as she watched the two of you. She knew how you felt; she’d only heard it a thousand times at one of your many lunches together. You always went on and on about how amazing he was. Viktor would be lucky to have someone like you. Yet, he remained totally ignorant to not only your feelings but his own. Mel caught every look he gave you, every time he blushed when your eyes met, every subtle movement he made when talking to you. It was obvious he liked you.

“Yeah…” you whispered and began to rub Viktor’s back. Your heart was pounding so hard you could hear it. You’d always wanted to pet him, to coddle him, and now you had the chance. Viktor began to sit up and you removed your hand.

“Mmm…” Viktor groaned as he scooted closer to you, practically sitting in your lap. In an instant he wrapped his arms around your neck and rested his head on your shoulder. Mel winked at you and you stuck your tongue out at her. Internally you were screaming, but you weren’t going to let your nerves ruin this moment.

“Y/N,” Viktor mewled, “You’re warm…” Viktor snuggled even further into you. This was unbearable, you could feel his warmth against your chest. Was he doing this on purpose? His closeness was driving you crazy. Sure, you only fantasized about holding him but now that it was happening you could barely function.

“T-Thanks?” you replied, your voice cracking. Caitlyn let out a laugh and poured another drink.

“Maybe it’s time he went home, Y/N,” Jayce signaled toward the door, “he won’t be awake to walk later.” You agreed and tried to push Viktor off but he only held on tighter. You laughed at his clinginess and explained it was time to go home. He groaned and slowly stood. Waving goodbye, you left Jayce’s dorm with Viktor.

“What floor are you on?”

“Yes.”

“Viktor… What room is yours?”

“Uh…” Viktor paused, his mouth wide open. You sighed and grabbed his hand. It would be fine if he stayed with you, right? It would just be for the night and you could sleep on the couch… Right now, it was more important that Viktor got the chance to sleep. So, you made your way to your room. Viktor hung onto you like a child the entire time, gripping your clothes and holding your arm. It was cute, the way he was so adamant about being next to you. Finally, you stepped through the front door and flicked on the lights.

“You’re gonna stay with me tonight, is that okay?” you whispered and helped Viktor remove his shoes. He nodded vigorously and mindlessly followed you. Once he saw the bed he collapsed. You tucked him in gently and made sure he was comfortable.

“You’ll be in my room, if you need anything, I’ll—“ you couldn’t even finish your sentence before he pulled you down on top of him. An audible gasp escaped your mouth as he wrapped his arms around you.

“Stay,” he whispered, “I don’t like being alone.” You knew it was because he was extremely drunk but it didn’t feel so bad to be in his arms. You protested but it only made Viktor tighten his grip.

“Y/N,” Viktor murmured, “Goodnight.”

~ Drunk M!A Viktor, 2k17 

victor : yuuri , listen . there's something i need to tell you .

yuuri : *sweats nervously while reflecting his actions for the past 24 hours* y-yes , victor ?

victor : i think we should get a divorce .

yuuri : *almost knocks out cold*

victor : *in shock* it's not because of chihoko , whoever that person is ! i am over them because i know that i am the only one for you and you are the only one for me .

yuuri : *regains consciousness* so then ... why ?

me before today event: yoi event, what’s good?

yoi event: 

me now: 

Imagine this idiot not being accompanied by his gorgeous fiance when he’s drinking.

Drunk Viktor is upset by the fact that Yuuri is not within huggable distance.

Logic >>>> get Yuuri's name tattooed in kanji as a tramp stamp

Yuuri actually screams the morning after when he sees it, because frankly HOW DARE Viktor mark up his perfect porcelain skin?