You and Viktor have been close friends for some time now. Viktor, though normally quiet and reserved likes to talk to you and be around you for as long as he could before you slip away from him again. Especially because Viktor was always cooped up in the labs and he knew you didn't like going there very much so when you offered to take him to the club, he decided to go. Even though Viktor hated the club due to the noise he'd gone with you just to sit there with you and watch you drink. But of course you couldn't drink without him. Getting Viktor a shit ton of tequila

All you could remember after that was grabbing someones waist. the feeling of sweat down your forehead and someones nails in your back.. then you'd knocked out.. It was wonderful

That next morning you had slept peacefully in your bed, You wouldn't have woken up by any means if you didn't feel the soft shuffle of somebody moving in the bed that you'd thought you'd been alone in. Till you remembered bits and pieces from last night.. hoping it was nothing you'd rolled over and looked up, your arms wrapped around a pillow. You'd seen Viktor next to you. A face full of blush and dread. Viktor couldn't even look at you.

"I-.. I uh.. Sorry to wake you.. I.. Ah"

He sounded flustered and his words had been muffled by his hand that was covering his mouth and flushed cheeks.. Though it also could have been because of your massive hangover you had. Your head had been throbbing like a drum but we all know that wasn't the only thing throbbing in this bed..

"I.. I had this dream.. and I well.."

Viktor tried to make full and coherent sentences but every bit of what happened last night felt like a fever dream to him. He could say that his legs hurt but to be fair.. They always did.. So that wasn't concrete proof of shit and he hadn't seen himself or you yet because he was too scared to make eye contact if what he thought happened really happened. Then you'd think he'd see marks on his body but even then Viktor was scared to prove himself right.