Dec. 27th, 2016

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[ All his life he had always lived by the status quo. His family had always organized everything for him: his schooling, his ice-skating lessons, his etiqutte classes, his brief stunt with the piano. So it was no surprise that his parents, being opulent and in the higher rung of society, had opted to take Viktor's life even further in their hands. Picking a wedding partner for their (far too old) son was the perfect next step. After all, they had given him all this time to find his own way, and that had yielded nothing.

What surprised Viktor perhaps the most about this whole ordeal was their choice of partner. He had always viewed his parents as out-going and cutting edge, but open-minded wasn't a word that came to mind right away. So he was - needless to say - surprised when his suitor was a guy. Pretty, but definitely of the male variety. Viktor assumed that the other had a very impressive family lineage, or else his parents wouldn't be going this out of their way to arrange this marriage. Probably something among family business and merging businesses. Who knew...

So Viktor just went with the flow. He was very adaptable and he had his dog, Makkachin, to console him if times got rough. And even with this whole arranged marriage thing, he didn't need to do anything with the person. And he could totally just maybe become friends with the person.

It didn't help the nerves meeting this Yuuri guy, though.

He was standing out in the garden, pacing back and forth. It was winter, so he had a heavy coat and scarf on. The pond was frozen over and it took everything Viktor had not to go skating on it and forget everything around him. Skating was his outlet and right about now he needed something to lose himself in. Skating was so simple, so easy to understand. People and life? Not so much. ]

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