A Glass Heart
I just have a lot of feelings and headcanons about Young Viktor. Also the way he looked at Yuuri in episode 9 - he’s so in love it kills me.
When Viktor was seven he found a picture of a samurai. It was an advert in a magazine for some film he was far too young to see but even now, he remembered how fascinated he was by the main actor. He was beautiful with long hair and narrow features. From the moment he saw it, Viktor knew when he got older he would grow his hair out the exact same way. Then he’d be just as beautiful as the man in the picture. He remembered telling his mother his plan, excitedly waving the magazine in her face but all she did was throw it in the bin. Viktor never spoke to her about his hair again.
After the samurai incident, his relationship with his mother was never quite the same. She was constantly suspicious of his interests, forever showing him pictures of female models in magazines and quizzing him on them. Viktor could admit that the women were beautiful and for his mother that always seemed enough. But it wasn’t enough for Viktor. At fourteen he had almost the same length hair as his beloved samurai but he was yet to find someone he found as beautiful. While all the boys in his class were chasing after girls in skirts that were far too short as they wore more makeup than a clown, Viktor was infatuated with his Russian Literature teacher. He can’t remember his name anymore but he can still remember that he was tall, with dark eyes and even darker hair. Viktor can also remember how he spent far too many lessons fantasising about how it would feel to be pressed between that body and the hardwood desk in front of him. His knowledge of Russian literature has never recovered. It was on one of those days when Viktor noticed a picture of a figure skater on the desk he so badly wanted to be fucked on. As soon as he got home he asked his mother for money and visited an ice rink for the first time in his life.