Wanted to make a little drabble of a snowball fight with Vitkor, what else can I say?
Pairing: Viktor x GN!Reader
Warning: none, pure fluff, not proof read, never is
Word count: 1,231
Have fun, stay safe and happy holidays <3
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You knew it was a bad idea.
You knew it.
So why you did it, you don't know. But who could blame you?
Snow was all around, your feet sinking down a few inches, disappearing into the white. It had been too long since you've seen snow like this. So cold, your bones clattered together. It was perfect.
Viktor walked besides you in the empty courtyard. He was talking about what he and Jayce had been working on the past week, something to do with furthering the Hexgate abilities. Or something like that. You weren't paying much attention.
The snow beneath you looked so inviting that you had to stop. Watching Viktor as you knelt down, he barely seemed to notice you weren't besides him. Your mitten covered hands dug into the fluffy white snow, freezing despite the soft mittens your mother made you a few years back.
Packing the snow tightly in your grasp, you snickered as your formed a snowball. Viktor had no idea what was coming for him. He needed this anyways. He too often forgot how to have fun. On a walk, he was taking notes. He needed the snowball that hit the back of his head.
The snowball hit his head like a target set arrow. The poor scientist stumbled forward from the sudden impact. The snow dispersed and trickled down his grey puffer jacket, getting caught in the folds of his scarf. Freezing in his tracks, Viktor shuddered violently.
You laughed. Laughed so hard, you almost fell forward, struggling for balance in your squatted position. The cold began to burn against your nose but you were laughing too hard to care. The utter surprise Viktor wore on his face was worth a frozen nose.
You stood up with a shiver, an apology beginning to roll off your tongue.
Snow hit you in square in the chest. Falling down your coat collar and into your sweater, you shivered.
Viktor smirked when you met his gleaming gaze. His cane was hooked over his elbow as he held another snowball.
Oh, it was on.
With a shrieking laugh, you scrambled to get behind a tree before Viktor could hit you with another snowball. Your hands quickly buried back into the snow, making a sloppy sphere. You made another before sticking your head around the trunk of the frosty tree.
Viktor was kneeling in the snow, collecting snow for another ball. And thats when you nailed him. It hit that perfect cut of his jaw, making him sputter as the snow decorated his face. His lovely pale skin beginning to redden from the cold as he shook his hair free of the white fluff.
His head whipped to the tree you huddled behind, honeyed eyes narrowed as he raised his free arm. Snow hit the tree, barely brushing against your head. The cold air from the force of it hit your cheeks, making you shiver once more.
With another loud laugh, you stuck your tongue out at the scientist. He only scrunched his nose in return, those deft hands of his already starting to create another snowball.
Standing up, you grabbed more snow and quickly packed it up. You planned on popping your head around the tree trunk and throwing the snowball at him. Not caring on where specifically, you just knew you had to hit him somewhere.
You thought you were fast, but Viktor was faster. Way faster than you thought.
The second you turned the corner of the tree, your jacket was pummeled with two snowballs. Snow fell into the cracks and desperately, you shook the snow out. And again, Viktor hit you. You let out an annoyed little puff as his shoulders raised with a light laugh.
Standing to his full height, Viktor gave a wry smile as he threw the last snowball in his hold. It hit you right in the face, making your entire body freeze up. Sputtering, you pawed at your eyes, trying to see through the white fluffy snowflakes.
This time, all of the snow from your face fell right into your sweater. You shivered so hard, your teeth began to clatter uncontrollably. Your face has gone numb.
But this wasn't over. This was war.
You packed as much snow as you could inbetween your hands. You held it up, aiming straight for his chest. You put your whole body weight into the throw. The force had you stumbling forward after.
Viktor didn't even get a chance to try and run. The snowball hit him and his puffer jacket so hard, he fell backwards into the snow. For a beat, you didn't do anything. You felt your heavy breaths against your face as you waited for him to sit up.
A few seconds ticked by and your throat went dry.
Had you killed him?
"Viktor?" You called his name as you ran over to where you last saw his body. He had made an impressive him shape in the few inches of snow as he just laid there. His arms open wide, cane lost near his side.
You said his name again. You couldn't tell if it was quieter or your heart had just gotten louder as you waited for him to open his eyes. If he had died, at least he looked insanely angelic in the snow.
White particles all over his face and clothes. His precious hazel hair curling at the ends with bits of snow in between the layers. The snow around his lean frame glowed. Like be was some sort of fallen angel.
You were terrified he had turned into an angel. That your vengeance was too strong. That you would be the first person to kill a man with a snowball, and everyone in Stillwater would mock you for it. You were the reason snowball fights were about to be banned.
That was until Viktor let loud the loudest laugh you've ever heard. His whole body shook with it, tears building up in his eyes as his smile widened and he laughed. He stretched his arms up more, making little snow angel wings as he laughed and laughed.
Laughing so hard, you joined him. It was infectious, his joy. You've heard him chuckle when he was proven right around the lab. Snicker as Jayce's theroy he was hell-bent on proving was better than Viktor's blow up in his face. But this was a whole new type of laugh.
The one you'd imagine he let out as a kid. Carefree and loud and oh so happy. Almost a howl of happiness.
Viktor lifted his arm up, chuckles still rumbling from his chest. With a few snickers of your own, you grabbed onto his wrist. You began to tug him up but Viktor wanted to keep you down.
You tumbled into the snow besides him with a squeak. Your back hitting the cold as more snow fell into the space between your sweater and your coat. You shivered but your focus was held by Viktor.
He was gazing at you with those sweet honey eyes, smiling so wide, you could see he tooth gap perfectly. His beauty marks pushed higher up his face as he let out another roll of laughter. Your hands still held together as you both laid in the snow, laughing a little too hard for how cold it felt.
