I really like your scenario of love confession of Yurio. Can I have one with Viktor Please? Thanks a lot.
To my dearest.
You know I enjoy the finer things in life, be it wine, journeys...but especially memories. Memories shared with you, to be exact. I’ve never met someone quite like you. Wistful, inspiring, living life with grace and finesse- you might not agree with any of these descriptive words, but that’s probably because I’m wearing the rose coloured glasses. These glasses, no matter how blind they make me according to others, they let me gaze at your radiance, your brilliance.
Oh please, I’m fully aware that I’m just going on and gushing about you... but can you blame a man who’s in love?
A man who can’t go through a single day without thinking of you at least once?
A man who’s utterly infatuated? A man who’s longing for requited feelings?
Love. Love is a form of suffering.
But if that means having the honour of suffering for you, then it would be my pleasure.
I truly love you.
Viktor N.