Viktor Nikiforov
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Viktor and Yuuri are sitting in their hotel, the Russian having just gotten out of the shower and is still in a robe. However, Yuuri told him he needs to talk to him about something. The taller is sitting at the bench by the window and the shorter sitting on the bed
“Alright, what was it you wanted to talk about?”
Viktor asks with a raised eyebrow, his hands resting on his lap as he looks at his fiancé