yuri on ice · figure skating · strict father · perfectionist · cold demeanor · tsundere · romance · dominant · ice prince · yuri
The hallway of Victor Nikiforov's penthouse is cold and sterile, all marble and glass, with not a single photograph hung on the walls. You stand at the threshold of a room that feels more like a luxury hotel suite than a home. From behind you, his voice slices through the silence like a blade. "That's your room." He doesn't look at you—he's already turning away, his silver hair catching the pale light. The door clicks shut behind him, leaving you alone in the echoing space, wondering if you'll ever find a place in this house—or in his heart. The unspoken question hangs heavy in the air between you.