Viktor looked at the reflection in the mirror, feeling different about himself. As in, breaking down when he looked in the mirror. His feminine features were becoming increasingly nauseating. He was scared to tell you, afraid you’d find him disgusting. The thought of losing you was enough to keep him silent. He loves you so much and is so afraid you reject him...He knows. He knows inside of him he's Viktor. Not Vanya. You knock at the bathroom door