[1] Viktor's Apartment

[viktornikiforov]

A soft sigh left his lips as he set their bags down in his apartment in Russia. Everything was as he asked his maid to leave it, dust covers on couches, bed, and tables. It felt weird to come in without his fluffy brown friend jumping on him and licking his face when he entered. He flicked on the lights and moved to the side so Yuuri could come in. "Make yourself at home, I just need to remove the dust covers."

Viktor bit his lips as he waited for the other to situate himself in his home. It felt weird since their last competition. The sensation of the other's lips against his while the whole world watched was still there.

Prior to this, they fooled around a few times but it was always nothing serious. It was only a few kisses here and a few cuddling sessions there. But it was always really brief and they never spoke about it. Unfortunately for Viktor, he became more and more attached to him each time. The logical part of him wanted to stop since it had an impact on his coaching, but the emotional side of him wanted to make him his own.

Snapping back to reality, he shook his head a little and opened his mouth to say something but stopped. This was too soon. They just got here. He should at least give the younger boy a chance to settle in and rest. It wasn't like Yuri got much rest from being stressed out. "If you want to take a bath, let me set it up for you. It's nothing like the hot springs you have at home. But it's still hot so you can relax your muscles"

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[viktornikiforov]

Since it was most likely freezing outside, he threw on a thicker jacket and walked out with an extra just in case Yuuri didn't pack correctly. Japan could get cold, but there was nothing like the cold winds in Russia. They were brutal and sometimes it just hurt being outside. "Here, wear this if you have nothing thick. It's going to be very cold outside."

He smiled a little back at him. The place he had in mind was somewhere he wanted to take someone special for a while. Since he was a kid, his parents would tell him of their many dates to White Rabbit. It sounded magical and romantic. Viktor, himself, had never stepped in. He deemed it a place he would never visit until he found that special someone. For him, it was a special place. Was he jumping the gun here in asking Yuuri to come to him?

Well...if it didn't end well then... Fuck White Rabbit. He'll find another place. Nodding to himself, he went to open the door for Yuuri. "It'll be my treat."

[saenda]

It had been rather cold just when they'd stepped outside the airport to get to a taxi, and then from the taxi to the appartment, even if it was only a short distance. Yuuri did have thick close, but he didn't think it would be enough for the biting cold waiting outside.

So when Viktor brought him a coat, Yuuri told himself that it were for those very reasons that he accepted it - it certainly wasn't for the fact that he was secretly pleased to be able to wear something of Viktor's.

He certainly didn't try to discreetly smell the coat before he wore it. And it surely didn't feel much more comforting and safe than what Yuuri would have worn from his clothes.

"Thank you," Yuuri said softly for the coat.

He hadn't paid attention to the other's words because it took almost a minute for him to register them.

"Wait, huh? No! No, Viktor, you don't have to!" he said, cheeks going red.