want to go home.

Yuuri's tired thoughts were interrupted by an announcement for boarding. Viktor stood and stretched his arms, yawning which in return caused Yuuri to yawn; The action making Vikor chuckle.

They grabbed their carry on and went down the long, scary, and slightly shaking, tunnel that was connected to their plane. Their seats were thankfully next to each others and as they placed their carry on in the overhead compartment, they settled into the semi comfortable seats and prepared themselves for the twelve hour flight, hand in hand.

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Hour 1

Yuuri rested his head against the back of the chair as he rolled his shoulder under the weight of Viktor's head. Viktor had conveniently passed out ten minutes into the flight which left Yuuri to find his own way of entertaining himself. He pulled out his phone and tapped a book app, opening any title that he hadn't read.

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Hour 2

Viktor's drool was grossing Yuuri out at this point so with a loving shove Viktor's head lolled to the other side giving Yuuri some relief. Yuuri was growing tired of reading and turned on the small TV that was attached to the seat, scrolling through various movies and TV shows.

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Hour 5

Yuuri had been watching non-stop movies, Viktor finally waking up beside him and joining him in a romantic comedy.

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Hour 6

They had brought out food now and Viktor paused the movie to talk while they ate. The two enjoyed their lunch while chatting about their time in Italy a bit, both ignoring the horrible memories that were made at the ice rink. once their trays had been taken away Viktor rested his head against Yuuri's shoulder falling asleep. Yuuri resumed the movie they had been watching only to fall asleep as well.

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Yuuri sat with Viktor in a bright green field with a vast blue sky filled with sunlight, dressed in white and picking white and yellow flowers; An overwhelming sense of happiness filling him.

Yuuri placed one of his flowers into Viktor's hair and Viktor caressed Yuuri's hand while laughing. Yuuri smiled at Viktor and leaned in, pecking his cheek. When Yuuri pulled back he noticed that there was a black smudge on Viktors cheek. "Viktor your cheek." Yuuri stated and Viktor looked at him in confusion. "Never mind I'll get it." Yuuri licked his thumb and ran it across the smudge, suddenly becoming confused as well as he noticed his thumb creating a trail of black.

Yuuri blinked rapidly as he pulled his hand back, his body shaking slightly as he inspected his hand; his thumb coated in black. Yuuri felt something hit his thigh and he looked down noticing a black drop. Yuuri lifted his hand slowly, touching his lips then pulling back, his eyes widened at the sight of his black, shiney fingers. Yuuri looked back to Viktor who was looking at him worriedly.

"What's wrong Yuuri?" Viktor asked, the black smudge on his face suddenly growing. Yuuri watched in horror as Viktor's face was engulfed in darkness along with his body, the flowers around him becoming poisoned as well. Yuuri's clothes stained with black as the field became dirty, the sky growing dark with it. everything became consumed by the blackness, including Yuuri.

Yuuri blinked his eyes and he was at the hot springs. Everything looked exactly the same as they had left it. Yuuri took a sweep of the dining room stopping when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. he turned to the pictures of him and Viktor that hung on the wall and noticed that one of them only held his face, an empty space beside it. The picture next to it suddenly distorted quickly, returning to normal before Viktor faded out of it. Yuuri gasped and ran to the wall, grabbing the picture from it. Each picture, one after the other, followed the same pattern as the other, distorting and fading, leaving a picture of Yuuri alone.

Alone.

Yuuri ran around the house grabbing picture frames of the two from anywhere he could find them, but it was a fruitless effort, each picture resulting the same. Yuuri ran to their shared bedroom and threw open the closet, all of Viktors clothes disintegrating to dust. Yuuri ran to the kitchen, Viktors mug on the counter shattering as his apron fell to the ground in pieces of unrecognizable fabric.

Yuuri desperately ran to the lobby, noticing Viktors shoes and coat no longer resting on the bench. He threw open the sliding doors and froze, standing before him the disappearing man. Viktor leaned forward, a wide, sweet smile plastered on his face. "I have to go Yuu-"

"No! Your said you wouldn't leave!"

"Yuuri I-" Yuuri thrust his hand out in an attempt to grab Viktor, but his hand only went through him, opening a hole in the middle of Viktor along with cutting him off.

"No... No. No! NO!"

"Yuuri wake up! we've lande- Yuuri oh my god sweetheart are you alright?" Viktor's concerned face was blurred by the tears that welled in Yuuri's eyes.

"Yeah... Just.. I just had a bad dream." Viktor placed a gentle hand on Yuuri's shoulder, the smaller man leaning into his comforting touch.

Yuuri and Viktor shuffled down the aisle of the plane, carry on luggage in hand, their bodies exhausted from sitting in the same position for so long. they made their way through the tunnel and out of their gate.

"Want to stop somewhere for dinner?" Viktor suggested.

"No... I would like to go home." Yuuri responded, his facial expression blank as he spoke. Viktor nodded passing off Yuuri's strange behavior as fatigue. Viktor hailed them a cab and opened its door for Yuuri, helping the cab driver put their luggage in the trunk, then sitting beside Yuuri in the back seat.

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What could that dream have meant?

He's going to leave you.

What? no.

Yes.

NO. HE'S. NOT.
I'm really getting sick of this.

How can you be so sure? Hm?
Is it because he was nice to you
on the trip? Do you think you're special to him? He helped the
cab driver put your suitcases in
the trunk because he's nice,
does that mean the cab driver is special to him?

He loves me.

Oh really?

Yes he's said so.

and you love him?

Yes.

hm.

What?

Let me take things from here...

What?

I will make sure Viktor is ours...

What are you doing?

stop.

Stop!

STO-

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The cab pulled up in front of the resort and Viktor quickly got out of the cab, taking in a large breath and releasing it. He went around to Yuuri's door and opened it, Yuuri immediately stood and began walking up to the front doors. "I'll meet you inside!" Viktor called to him.

The cab driver opened the trunk and took out both suitcases along with two smaller bags that had been their carry on. "Need any help bringing those in?" The driver offered, but Viktor politely turned him down.

Viktor pulled Yuuri's back pack on then grabbed his bag and pulled it up to his shoulders. With his free hands he grabbed the handles of both suitcases. He wheeled them up to the resort, the sliding door already open.

He stepped in, sliding the door shut with his foot. "Yuuri!" He called using his feet to shimmy each shoe off at the door. He stepped lightly and at a slow pace, all four bags weighing him down a bit as he walked towards the dining room.

"Yuuri?" He called out once again as he stepped into the dining room. Suddenly a large mass hit the back of his head, his mind becoming fuzzy and ears ringing as if a gong had gone off in his head.

All four bags hit the ground, Viktor's body following after.