[He feels like his heart is in a vice. The anguish of his own feelings mixed up and blended with how he wants nothing more than for Viktorās every dream to be accomplished. It might have been Jayceās dream alone at first, but without Viktor, it would have been aimless; spun out, wheels with no traction.
Itās only when Viktor keeps going that Jayce starts to freeze.]
I- told you?
[The color drains from his face, as if he's just heard awful news. His hand curls into a fist and he holds it in front of his mouth, covering up how he anxiously gnaws at his bottom lip. He doesnāt remember that. He would remember this. This isā his future self, again?]
That Iā¦
[He feels like heās going to faint. What did his future self say, exactly? Feelings for himā thereās no way heās misinterpreting that, right? If heās wrong, this would ruin everything. But if heās rightā¦
Jayce looks to Viktor, exhaling a shaky breath. Silently, he takes a step closer. Then another, and another, until heās only inches away.]
Viktor.
[He places his hand on Viktorās cheek, his breathing heavy, feeling like anxiety is trying to pull his lungs out of his chest. With one last push of determination, he closes his eyes and leans forward, capturing Viktorās lips with his own.]
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Itās only when Viktor keeps going that Jayce starts to freeze.]
I- told you?
[The color drains from his face, as if he's just heard awful news. His hand curls into a fist and he holds it in front of his mouth, covering up how he anxiously gnaws at his bottom lip. He doesnāt remember that. He would remember this. This isā his future self, again?]
That Iā¦
[He feels like heās going to faint. What did his future self say, exactly? Feelings for himā thereās no way heās misinterpreting that, right? If heās wrong, this would ruin everything. But if heās rightā¦
Jayce looks to Viktor, exhaling a shaky breath. Silently, he takes a step closer. Then another, and another, until heās only inches away.]
Viktor.
[He places his hand on Viktorās cheek, his breathing heavy, feeling like anxiety is trying to pull his lungs out of his chest. With one last push of determination, he closes his eyes and leans forward, capturing Viktorās lips with his own.]