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Victor's legs feel sore, ever since he got back to skating after his hiatus his body couldn't adjust like it used to. Maybe this was karma, he had been so selfish to be honest. He was about to go home when he hears music from Yuuri's program. He could see how focused Yuuri was. He stayed behind until the end of the program, he could see how Yuuri skated towards the side of the rink with a laptop facing him. Victor could see how happy Yuuri was talking to the other person, if he could just focus enough he could probably hear Hiroko or Mari, but that wasn't the case.
"Yuuri, babe that was amazing. Some parts were blurry but I got most of it..."
Victor stormed out of the building, carrying his bag. He was starting to regret that he agreed to have his training time overlapped with Lilia and Yuuri's ice time, not after what he just heard now. He knew that Yuuri had been dating somebody else after him, but looking at Yuuri had been so painful, even after months of being broken up. He couldn’t even begin to describe it. He hears footsteps behind him. "Victor slow down, what happened back there?" Victor stops and turns to Yuuri.
“Victor, what’s the problem?” Yuuri’s eyes are already telling him how tired he is, even if he doesn’t outright say it. Victor doesn’t want to do this, but he can’t keep it in anymore. “It's me, I’m the problem because I feel hurt even though I shouldn’t be." His mind flashes back to how Yuuri moved on the ice. How his body moved like it was making music. How he helped in making it better but now it will never be for him.
He inhaled.
"How I wish I could just keep all these feeling inside me,” Victor lets out a weak laugh, “because this is what I wished for right? This is what I wanted." Victor looks away, "I wish I could say that I’m happy for you, happy for the both of you. How I wish I could but fuck I can’t.” Victor’s heart is breaking, because he really thought he could go on without doing this, but his feelings wouldn’t let him. Here he was hurting Yuuri all over again.
“Yuuri, I feel like such a bad person because I keep hoping that you’ll tell me that I can be the person for you! That you’ll choose me, despite everything that's happened." Blue meets brown and the pain gets worse, the tears fall.
"Choose me again."
“I love Phichit.” Yuuri said it, a small amount of guilt settling in Victor's stomach.
“I know. I know Yuuri.” The tears continue.
“You know what Victor, he loved me at my worst, you had me at my best and you chose to take that all for granted” Victor winced. “Yuuri, is that what you thought? I just made a choice. A choice that I thought would be good for us.”
Victor was answered with silence. Blue eyes searched for answers in those brown eyes, looking for hope he knows would never be there.
“I know, but you chose to break my heart.”
Yuuri walks away, leaving Victor with his tears.