[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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[saenda]

Yuuri shyly made his way inside Viktor's appartment. For a brief moment, he wondered if it was ok - he was, after all, about to enter the home of his childhood idol. This should have never been in reach, just as Yuuri would never have imagined Viktor to be his coach in a million years.

But the moment was gone as soon as it came and only awe replaced any reluctance he might have left.

This was where Viktor lived. This was what his home looked like. And even if it was covered with dust covers, even if it hadn't been used in at least a year, there was still a lingering smell that was indeniably Viktor. And somehow, despite being empty for so long, it still felt somehwat homey and Yuuri felt himself ease up immediately.

(He didn't think about the fact that he had changed so much, because him easing up in Viktor's appartment would never have happened in the beginning that they came to know each other.

Yuuri set his bag down, realising just now with slight embarrassment that he'd been standing there gaping, before he removed his shoes. He listened to Viktor inviting him in and looked up at the latter to nod, only to watch Viktor open his mouth a second time, obviously wanting to say something, but giving up instead.

Yuuri watched the movement of those lucious lips, his eyes glued to them, and he was taken back to China, where Viktor kissed him in front of everyone. It took all of Yuuri's effort not to blush as he wondered when they would talk about it, because it obviously meant something to the both of them. Unfortunately, they hadn't had the time since the competition, what with Yuuri having collapsed right after, and then having to hurry for the plane and everything.

Yuuri kind of wished they could talk about it now, but maybe it wasn't appropriate.

He started when Viktor offered him a bath, but Yuuri shook his head.

"No, it's okay, I can wait. If you'll let me, I'd rather help you with everything so that you can relax too," he answered, motioning to the dust covers and everything that would need taking care of in the appartment to make it liveable again.

[viktornikiforov]

IIt was so like Yuuri to be so accommodating. There was honestly no bad bone in his body and that was one of the things he cherished about this boy. Viktor nodded and shut the front door behind him before he started to lift up the dust covers carefully, making sure not to get any of it on the ground.

"If you're hungry, we have to order in since there is nothing here. Or if you want to go out, we can do that too. It's my turn to show you my hometown" he beamed at him honestly a bit excited. Japanese food was great but there is nothing better than the food of your home country.

With their efforts combined, it didn't take much longer for them to tidy up. It was hard to suppress his chuckles while he watched the boy pause and stand there. What was on his mind?

He walked over to drape himself over his shoulders and rested his cheek against his head. It smelled of laundry detergent for Katsuki Hot Spring and a hint of cologne hit him. Yes. He loved this scent. Without realizing, he pulled him closer to himself. "Do you feel at home now?"

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Yuuri immediately started to help out the moment Viktor began removing the dust covers. He was careful with them as well, making sure not to make a mess of the appartment. He took the time to explore the place, surprised at how big it was. Back in Japan, most of the appartments were half the size of this, and it was considered normal. It was a wonder what they did with all this space.

Since it was teamwork, it was done in half the time it would have taken Viktor on his own and the place looked mostly presentable quickly. Yuuri took it all in, impressed and already feeling at home. Even if it was in a different country, even if it was rather big, even if it wasn't his; it screamed Viktor all over the place, and it was enough.

Yuuri started when he felt a weight on him, but eased immediately as Viktor's head rested above his. He settled his back against Viktor's, relishing in the comfortable warmth the other emanated.

"Yeah," he answered softly, looking up to smile at Viktor. "It's perfect."

He wanted to say something else, but his stomach growled loudly and Yuuri hid his face in his hands in embarrassment, his cheeks completely red.

"Maybe going out to eat wouldn't be a bad idea," he mumbled between his fingers.

Although he was excited to see Viktor's hometown. He wanted to learn everything about his coach, wanted to visit everyplace he treasured, wanted to eat his favourite food!

God Yuuri was a hopeless case!