not a prompt, but something to think about: Victor drowning. And he's struggling to fight the water, thrashing about and fighting to stay conscious, but he's being pulled deeper and deeper and as he reaches out a hand out to nobody in particular, aiming towards the surface, his eyes start to flutter shut, and he goes limp as the water takes him.
bonus: Mere seconds later a hand suddenly grabs him--Yuuri-- who caries him back to the surface. He's still unconscious, limp against Yuuri's shoulder against the crashing waves, but they manage to get to shore. Yuuri is determined, not an ounce of panic in him, but instead he's driven by fear as he performs mouth to mouth on Victor.
And he shouts in frustration as he shakes Victor's chest-- "BREATHE!"-- he yells, and after another mouth to mouth, Victor does. He's coughing out seawater and sees beatiful brown eyes before him as he squints against the sky, confused. "Yuuri?" he asks, and relief washes over Yuuri who smiles as he collapses onto the sand, exhausted.
HOT DAMN What a lovely scenario to find in my inbox! Good stuff!