I G N O R I N G T H E P A S T
Part 4
A/n I know the timeline is a little different from the movie,I just changed it around to suit the story. Pls enjoy. Sorry for taking so long🥺
"We didn't use a condom."His wide eyes were full of realization and panic.
He could hear Ivan ripping him a new one now,the severity of what could come of his getting carried away and lost in his passion with you making his heart race in panic.
"Viktor."You kept repeating his name until he finally met your gaze,the fear in his eyes making your heart melt. "Sweetheart,I need you to relax. Breathe."You instructed,watching the man follow your instructions.
"What are we going to do?"He whispered.
"You're going to relax."You ordered,rubbing his tense shoulders. You felt the man melt with your touch,smiling when he finally looked less tense. Grabbing his hand,you guided it to your upper arm.
"What is that?"He asked feeling the little rod in your arm.
"My birth control."You smiled,nudging his nose with yours before pecking his lips. "So you can relax,you haven't impregnated me."You giggled,moving to climb off of the man's lap. His hands came to your hips and held you in place,his panic subsiding slowly.
"So last time.."He trailed off.
"Safe sex,moy medved."You caressed his bearded cheeks,meeting his hazel eyes. "You're too handsome to risk not knowing what women are throwing themselves at you. We just got carried away today."
His deep laugh caught you off guard,the man laying back with you on top of him. "There is no one for me but you,malyshka. That day,this one,and the ones to come. Besides I...you were the second woman I was with."He adverted his shy gaze,embarrassed at his lack of experience.
"Good. I don't want anyone but you. And I don't want you to want anyone else, just me."You kissed him quickly,rolling out of the bed before his grip could stop you. "But now,since we're only going to be with each other only,we can take advantage of this."He watched you walk towards the bathroom,smirking when you stopped at the entrance.
"Aren't you going to join me?"You asked coyly before turning to enter the bathroom and turn the shower on,knowing the man wouldn't be able to resist following you.
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You laughed when Viktor signed for the food,the large man watching as the room service attendant set up the table and left. You let him pull you into his lap,the boxer finishing his plate and most of yours.
You caressed the light bruise on his face,the boxer leaning into your touch. He leaned up,desperate to feel your kiss when his phone rang. Annoyed he let you off his lap,you beginning to clean up when he answered the phone. The conversation was brief,Viktor's eyes watching you in his long sleeved shirt.
"I have to talk to my father."He sighed,pressing his front to your back. "I'll be back."
"Be quick."You pouted,smiling when he kissed your pouting lips. "And bring your clothes."
He nodded,kissing you quickly before dressing and leaving swiftly.
It was a while before Viktor returned and you were already ready for bed,his small bag dropped by the door before he began to undress and ready himself for bed. He was silent throughout the ordeal,a frown tugging at your lips but you held back your questions wanting him to come to you.
Viktor pulled the covers back and slid in the large bed,mere seconds passing before he turned to you and laid his arm across your tummy and buried his face in the crook of your neck.
"You can tell me when you're ready."You whispered softly,nails scraping his scalp softly. You felt his tense body begin to relax in your hold,bearded lips planting kisses along your neck.
"Argument with my father."He mumbled into your neck,curling his large body into yours. "I told him I want to spend time with you before going back."
"What did he say?"You sighed,hands rubbing his shoulders.
"Doesn't matter,I have 3 days to spend with you and I don't want to waste them talking about my father."He mumbled laying his cheek on your shoulder. "I've never had something like this before,I want to make the most of the time we have."
"Then that's what we'll do baby."You grinned,stroking his bearded jaw line softly. "Just you,me,and the big apple."
Viktor moved to lay with his face buried in the crook of your neck,the large boxer pressing himself as close to you as possible. You smiled at his soft moans to your hands rubbing his back,up his neck,nails scraping his scalp softly.
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The next morning Viktor watched you dress quietly, while he tied his old sneakers. He pulled his jacket on when he stood,his towering frame nearing you surprisingly quiet given his size.
"So what will we do today?"He asked,buttoning your coat up.
"Let's just see some sights."You returned the favor,patting his chest once you buttoned the last button. "I think it's best if we go to the city."
"Whatever you want."Viktor nodded,hands coming to cup your face. He leaned forward,his lips pressing against yours gently. "I just want to be with you."
You smiled,pecking his lips quickly. "I just want to be with you too."
He followed after you,the cab ride longer with traffic. His loving gaze never left you,watching with a soft smile as you looked out the window excitedly.
"Medved,are you listening?"You laughed,stroking his bearded jaw gently.
"Sorry printsessa,your beauty distracts me."He grinned sheepishly,leaning into your touch.
"We're almost there."You smiled at his words,grabbing his large hand.
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After a day in the city and another in Brooklyn,you gave in to Viktor's choice of spending the last day together in the hotel away from everything.
The day went by fast,Viktor enjoying just being with you in the simplest ways. He found the day very well spent in bed,making love and taking breaks to talk and eat before resuming. He found that this was the best way to spend time together and he enjoyed it the most.
His soft breathing made you believe he was asleep, his pout when you stopped scratching his scalp proving otherwise.
"Why'd you stop?"He pulled you closer,mumbling into your chest.
"Sorry."You bent,kissing his head. "I thought you were asleep."You resumed the soft scratches,the large man humming in pleasure.
"I want to be like this forever."He mumbled,kissing your chest softly.
"Forever? That's a long time."You laughed,hand sliding down his back slowly.
"Not long enough."He frowned.
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You sighed,dropping your purse on your coffee table before pulling your coat off. It was nice to get away for a few days,Viktor making the experience easy to enjoy.
You were enjoying getting to know the mysterious fighter,despite the disapproval from Ivan on both your relationship and the decision for the two of you to spend more time together in New York.
Viktor told you about Adonis accepting to fight him again,despite Adonis being like your brother you promised Viktor that you weren't upset with him but if you had to be honest with yourself you weren't quite sure where you stood on the matter.
Viktor winning meant Adonis would lose,the matter insignificant next to the injuries you were sure would follow. On the flip side Adonis winning would mean Viktor losing and you could only imagine what that would do to him,already imagining the defeat that he would feel.
Beginning the mundane act of unpacking and stepping back into the reality of responsibilities and obligations you heaved a sigh and shook the thoughts away. You smiled at Viktor's shirt,smelling his cologne on the dark material.
"Keep it."He whispered,smiling when you joined him in the large bed.
"Keep what?"You asked,snuggling into the man's warmth.
"My shirt."He tugged lightly at the shirt,enjoying how you looked drowning in the material.
"I already have one."You hummed,kissing his neck lightly.
"And I want you to have another."He pulled your leg over his,running his fingers through your hair. "Don't want you to miss me too much."
"It will be hard not to,I won't see you for a long while."Your hand rubbed his chest slowly,enjoying being so close to him. "You're going to end up without shirts."You giggled,not feeling close enough to him as you snuggled into him more.
"I'd happily be with no shirts if it means seeing you in them."He smiled.
"It won't be you,but it'll be enough until I can see you again."You sighed.
"I know printsessa,I will miss you more."He sighed,not ready for the time you guys were spending together to end. "But I will make you proud."
"I will always be proud of you Viktor,no matter what."You cupped his right cheek,meeting his shy gaze.
"Promise?" He asked,the shy boy who just wanted to be loved and approved of shining through.
"I promise."You whispered,kissing him after.
You placed both of his folded shirts to the side,unpacking the rest of your clothes. You had just started the washer when your phone rang,smiling at Viktor's name.
"Hello,moy medved."You greeted,missing the man despite having just seen him.
"Moya printsessa."His deep voice made you shiver,a flash of the intimate moment you shared making goosebumps arise on your skin.
"How was your flight?"You asked,wanting to hear his voice more while you moved around your apartment.
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You kissed your father on the cheek,placing the plate of spaghetti in front of him. He'd asked you to meet for dinner and you could already imagine what he was going to tell you.
"You know I love your spaghetti. You spoil me."He squeezed your hand,watching you sit across from him.
"Well I wanted a nice dinner with you before you leave."You hummed,uncovering the garlic bread.
"You know."He nodded.
"Of course dad. And I'm glad you're going to support Donnie. Now,can we enjoy our last dinner together for a while?"
"I just want to know.."The man's words died off.
"If I'll be on Viktor's side."You sighed,twirling the spaghetti. "He's asked me to support him,and I gave him my word that I will. And I'm sorry if that upsets you,but he means a lot to me."
Your father grabbed your hand,stopping your rant. "I'm not upset with you,I just wanted to know."
You nodded,squeezing his hand.When you found out that the fight was confirmed to be in Russia,you weren't sure what to feel. Deciding to just enjoy the dinner with your father you put everything boxing related out of your mind and enjoyed the now.
The time seemed to drag without seeing your father and barely talking to Viktor. Work kept you plenty busy,making sure to clear the time for Viktor's fight in Russia and to spend some time with him after.
The months were passing and soon the date of the match approached,the reality of what the results would mean weighing heavy on your mind. The tiredness of the gym was exactly what you needed to fall into a much needed sleep.
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Your nerves were shot,despite talking with Bianca and her assuring you that things were fine with the two of you and her asking if you'd be Amara's godmother,you couldn't help but feel guilty. Bianca understood how torn you were with the rematch,but she could see it in your eyes.
You were falling in love with Viktor Drago.
You had promised him to be on his side tonight,the seat close to the ring by his corner. You watched a familiar looking woman approach the seats close to where you sat,realizing it was Viktor's mother and her new husband.
"You know Viktor?"She stopped in front of you,you standing to not let her intimidate you.
"I do."You nodded,raising a brow as she eyed your red jumpsuit.
"You're the Balboa girl."She said,a certain distaste detectable in her tone.
"And you're the woman that walked out on her son and husband."You matched her tone,watching anger cross her and her husbands face. "I know more than you'd think,so don't think you can look down on me because you feel all high and mighty because of who your husband is."
You stood there as she walked away,smirking to yourself when you realized the truth coming from you pissed her off. You sat down in victory,checking your phone before you heard the chanting of 'Drago' begin. You stood to see the fire shoot out,music beginning as Viktor walked out.
You watched Viktor walk out,the bright red robe he wore catching your eye. Contact had been scarce while he trained,a text here and there the most frequent form of contact. You watched him confidently strut into the ring,approaching the ring to wish him luck.
He neared the ropes,smiling when he reached you. His eyes drank you in,quite enjoying the way your red jumpsuit fit.
"You look beautiful,moya printsessa."He leaned against the ropes,watching your hands come to his glove covered ones.
"Good luck,moy medved."You patted his gloves. "Ty pouluchil eto." (you got this)
He nodded,bumping your fists lightly. "I missed you. Too much,and I realized.."His words died when he noticed his mother sitting in the crowd. He shook his head,turning his focus back to you. "I realized that I love you."
His words felt like a blow right to the ribs,the breath knocked out of you at his confession.
"Viktor I.."
Right then the lights dimmed,patterned lights flashing as Bianca walked out with Adonis, your father at his other side,her voice sent chills down your spine. You stepped down,making your way to your seat. Her song was short but the message was clear,she was supporting Adonis just as much as you were supporting Viktor.
You watched Ivan pull the robe off Viktor as your father pulled Adonis' off. The two older boxers stared each other down,Viktor's eyes wandering back to Ludmilla.
The bell rung,both fighters going all in from the beginning. The intensity was nerve wracking.
You watched as Ivan yelled things out for Viktor,your father doing the same. You watched the fight as much as you could while you watched Viktor's parents,both adults proud of their son in the second round. You watched Viktor incorporate some of your advice from New York,throwing Donnie to the floor but refraining from striking him.
The third round went back and forth,you watching Adonis make his comeback. Your knee bounced nervously, loyalties torn between the important men in your life.
Round 4 went to Viktor,your father entering the ring when Viktor landed a hit after the bell which
Round after round both men put their best into striking each other. Blow after blow had you on the edge of your seat,Viktor's strength was undeniable but so was Adonis' tolerance. You stood when Viktor grabbed Adonis' arm and struck his side twice, the ref not calling and taking Viktors point.
You watched both fighters go to their corners,Viktor looking back towards where you sat smiling small when you gave him a little wave. The bell rang and Viktor went out with determination. Adonis fell to the floor with a yell,rising after a few moments. You could see the difference in Adonis' fighting,the man clearly taking the punishment. You could see Viktor tiring not believing the way Adonis wouldn't just stay down,Adonis rising from the floor and going straight for Viktor and soon dropping him.
"Get up."You whispered,watching Viktor rise and beat the count. You noticed Viktor was ahead on points,really just needing to stay in the fight to win. "Take the time."You mumbled,watching him rise and both fighters going back at it.
Adonis dropped Viktor again,Ludmilla rising when Viktor fell. She walked out,you following right after her with determination. Your steps were loud and angry,hand reaching for the arm of the woman who was currently queen of your shit list.
You didn't know that Viktor saw you both retreating,the sight clearly devastating him. He rose and still fought,clearly tired of how far this fight had come but the weight of his mother leaving yet again and you following after her weighed heavy on his mind.
"Hey!"You yelled. "Hey! Stop!"
Ludmilla turned,not happy to see you there. "What do you want?"
"How dare you walk out on him again?"You were livid,determined to lay her out and give her a piece of your mind.
"That is not your problem."She said simply,turning to leave.
You grabbed her arm in a fury,turning the woman to look at you with disdain on her face clear as day. "You're a shitty mother,and a horrible person. You don't deserve him."
"And you think you do? Viktor is like his father,nothing but a loser. You will be disappointed in him sooner or later. Get out while you have a chance."
"I'm not you,I wouldn't turn my back on him because of a loss. Goes to show you never even loved him or Ivan,not then and much less now. He was right,you only showed up now because it looks good for you now that your son is getting recognized and if he wins the world championship."
"And yet he still will lose,a loser. Just like his father."
You didn't know what came over you,your hand burning and her face turned to the side as the sound of your slap echoed. The slap silenced everyone around you,large men you didn't recognize grabbing your arms.
"The day you wish to reconcile with your son,it'll be too late."You struggled out of their grip,making your way back to your seat. You watched people leaving,seeing Viktor's broad back as he walked back to the locker rooms.
"Viktor!"You called,trying to follow him. Security stopped you,only letting you through when you showed them the pass Viktor had left you.
"Dad!"You called,watching the familiar man turn.
"Pumpkin."He hugged you,smiling at your sparkly earrings.
"What happened? I missed it."You sighed,annoyed that confronting Ludmilla had taken that away from you.
"Adonis won."He smiled sadly when he noticed you deflate at his words,hands cupping your face. "I'm sorry,baby girl."
"No,I'm happy for Donnie."You grabbed his wrists,not looking forward to Viktor's sad face. "Can I see him?"
Adonis was changed,Bianca and Maryanne embracing you despite everything. Adonis hugged you lightly,the man was like your brother and you were proud of him. You congratulated him before he left,turning to Rocky.
Your dad supported you as you leaned on him,slow steps eventually leading you both out of the changing room.
"Oh god,what if he thinks I abandoned him?"You sighed, tears welling in your eyes.
"You didn't."Your father rubbed your back,knowing you'd find the young fighter and make it right. "You're still here. Make it right."
You spotted Adonis leaving another locker room,eyes falling on a bruised and defeated Viktor sitting on the bench behind him. You walked in,kneeling before the man.
"Moy medved."You whispered,reaching for him. He pulled away,a low grunt leaving him. "Please look at me."
"You said you wouldn't leave me."His words almost sounded like a sob,your heart breaking at the sound. "You left me,just like she did."
"No,I didn't."You wished he'd look at you,see that you felt the same way he did. "Please look at me."You pleaded,grabbing his hands gently.
"I saw you leave right behind her."Viktor accused,pulling his hands from yours. "Go ahead,go. I'm nothing."
"You heard him."Ivan's rough voice made you stand.
"I followed her and told her off for being such a shitty person. I told her that she was a terrible mother and wife,and she.."You stopped,not wanting to hurt him more.
"She what?"Ivan asked gruffly.
"She said some terrible things and I slapped her."You admitted sheepishly,avoiding all 3 pairs of eyes on you.
"Why did you do that?"Viktor stood,clutching his side.
"Viktor,you said before the fight.."
"You don't have to say it."
"I do,because I feel that too."You reached for him,heart racing when he allowed you to reach for his wrapped hands. "I'm sorry that seeing me follow her made you think I left too,but I meant it when I said I'm with you as long as you want me to be."
"You mean that?"Viktor asked,his eyes welling with tears.
"I do."You sighed,stepping closer.
Ivan met Rocky's eyes,both men seemingly coming to terms that their children were taking their unnecessary feud and setting it on fire. Ivan nodded to Rocky,Rocky smiling back at the man.
Ivan placed the medical equipment down on the bench turning to leave so you could take care of Viktor,stopping when you called his name. The cold steel of his eyes meeting yours,his intense gaze now softer when he looked at you. He could see what his son saw,admiring the way you stuck with Viktor despite all of the disapproval and negative views on your relationship.
"I hope you see that I'm here to stay and that you can begin to accept me and our relationship."You met Ivans cold gaze with a determined look,a rare and very small smile on his face.
"We can work on it."
"That's all I ask."You grinned,holding your hand out which he reluctantly shook.
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Viktor had shown you around his hometown,Ivan very slowly beginning to warm up to you. Getting Viktor through his healing,both physically and mentally,proved to be a slow task. A week with your loving and supportive affections proved to be what Viktor needed. The man lived and breathed boxing and despite what Ivan thought you didn't let him fall behind on his training, the man catching you with Viktor often in the ring.
Ivan's cold exterior proved to be harder to breakthrough, the man not speaking more than a few words and grunts to you. You could tell his biggest concern was you distracting Viktor,but that didn't mean you were giving up on breaking down his walls.
What you didn't know was how much of a big and popular topic you became in the Drago household after you left. After a heated argument with Ivan the day after you left which resulted in Viktor lashing out in the ring and giving him the silent treatment at home. The only common ground reached when Ivan agreed to give you a chance and allow him to continue his relationship with you as long as he focused on boxing.
After spending some time with Viktor,actually getting to know Ivan beyond his cold demeaner or so you thought,you flew back to Philly to join your father on the trip to go see your brother.
"Dad."You called,turning to see the man frozen in fear. "Come on."You grabbed his hand,lightly pulling the man to the door.
You knocked lightly,the door opening and your nephews adorable face was the first thing you saw.
"Auntie Y/N!"Your nephew yelled, hugging your legs tightly.
"Hello my love!"You leant down to hug him,kissing his cheeks. "Look at you! So big and handsome!"
"Who's this?"He asked.
"Who's at the door?"Your brother asked,a smile breaking out on his face when he saw you at the door. "Oh my god! What are you doing here?"
"I brought a friend."You shrugged. Rocky stepped out from behind you,a sheepish look on his face.
"Hey,Robert."Rocky said softly.
"Who is that, dad?"Logan asked, eyes wide in curiosity.
"This is your grandfather."Robert said, smiling softly.
"You look just like his mother."Rocky grinned.
"Yeah,I know."Robert nodded. "Do you want to come inside?"
Rocky sniffled, wiping his eyes and following behind you. You leaned against the wall and watched him interact with Logan,Robert coming to hug you softly.
"Thank you for this."He whispered.
"You're welcome."You whispered back. "I'm glad we came."
Things were changing, and for the better.
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Part 5????
I know im suuuuper late but I kept changing things and just decided to say eff it and post what I had. Let me know what you think pls!!!