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AU originated by @wittlenell, also read their fic for Jayce’s POV. https://archiveofourown.org/works/69134646
🍾 Divorced Jayvik 🍾 Emotional Hurt/Comfort 🍾 Viktor’s Birthday!!
commission by @wannastayugly my beloved 🤍🤍
Viktor guided Jayce as gingerly as possible to the floor, folding together in a tangle of limbs, his right leg resting on Jayce’s hip, as close as he could manage without putting extra strain on either of their bad legs.
“Vitya,” Jayce whimpered, and it shot down his spine like glacier runoff. “My Vitya…”
Viktor’s breath caught in his throat. All the muscles in his chest constricted around his heart, squishing his ribs and lungs in the process. His whole body felt raw and open, throbbing against the harsh air like a wound. His palm found the nape of Jayce’s neck, tracing little shapes there. “Oh, Jayce…” he murmured, barely-voiced, faint and mournful.
Jayce drew in a long breath, and lifted his head, cheeks still flushed and tear-sodden. He pressed his forehead to Viktor’s, and Viktor’s eyes closed briefly as he sighed into the contact, at once utterly stripped of his defenses.
“Please,” Jayce begged. Though for what, Viktor couldn’t say.
He peered at Jayce’s eyes, as much as he could from this angle. “Please, what?”
“Anyone but him.”





