[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]

A part of him was so happy to see that Yuuri thought his home country was beautiful. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around his shoulder. Viktor planted his chin against the other's face before whispering in his ear, "Do you like it here?"

The music behind them was quiet and he could already hear the murmurs in Russian about his presence. But for once, he didn't care about the people talking out loud about him. Yuuri was here and that was all the mattered right now. "We can walk around a little later so you can see the city. There are many night markets that are open. But it'll be a little chilly."

[saenda]

"Yes, it looks great!" Yuuri answered, eyes still glued to the city below, unable to tear them away from the scenery.

He hummed excitedly as Viktor offered going to the night markets after they'd eaten, knowing that braving the cold would be worth it. Yuuri wanted to visit Viktor's country as much as possible and see its every facets.

He finally turned around to take in the restaurant itself, but stopped dead when he finally got to see how it looked.

It was breathtaking of course, definitely grandiose. The lights, even if softened, were colourful, the seats looked plushed and comfortable, the decorations were magnificient works of art... That's when Yuuri started to panic a little.

"O-oh my God Viktor..." he stammered, taking a hold of Viktor's coat in his hand for support. "T-this looks so expensive..."

Yuuri suddenly felt so out of place. Was he even dressed correctly for this? What kind of meals were they serving? Most certainly the ones that cost a fortune.

And Viktor had offered to pay... Oh no no no no no!

"T-this is way too much for me! I-I can't make you pay so much for me!"

Yuuri's face was getting red, he could feel it. Was he having a hard time breathing too?

[viktornikiforov]

Seeing how flustered the boy got made him laugh. Yuuri must not be used to being spoiled by anyone. Actually, wait. Viktor still never got confirmation if he was his first boyfriend or had he been in other relationships. Regardless, Yuuri's inexperience to being taken care of someone only made him more endearing.

"Yuuri, Yuuri." he touched his finger to his lips before leaning in close, his lips just a few inches from his. "I wanted to take you out for a while so please let this be my treat." he gave him a gentle peck on the lips before sitting down.

Now he took the time to look around. It was as his parents described it. Painting, glasses, and lights everywhere. It was magical and he was happy to have shared his first time with his now boyfriend. Or...at least that is still what he thought.

"Do you have to sit across from me or sit next to me." he looked up at him. A part of him wanted Yuuri to sit next to him so he could hold him all throughout dinner but even he knew the Japanese were very unaccustomed to public display of affection. So he decided to let the other decide.

[saenda]

Yuuri flushed harder as he felt Viktor's finger on his lips, shushing him, followed by Viktor's mouth on his own. It was short, nothing but a very brief kiss, but it was still enough to make Yuuri feel all the more flustered. He was even feeling dizzy at this point.

"O-okay..." he merely replied, knowing there was no use arguing with Viktor.

His coach could be stubborn when he wanted and, even if it made Yuuri ill-at-ease, he knew he wouldn't be able to make Viktor change his mind. Not that Yuuri was certain he could have paid by himself.

He wasn't used to all of this, wasn't used to being treated to dinner, especially expensive one. He'd never had anyone to take care of him that way. Somehow, despite the unease, it still felt nice that Viktor cared for him so much he'd want to treat him to dinner.

He hesitated when it came to chose his seat. He really wanted to sit next to Viktor, but they certainly weren't alone in the restaurant and he was a little embarrassed about it. But then again, he was supposed to show his love for Viktor, and he'd gotten bolder before, so he could do it again.

"I can sit next to you if I can have the seat next to the window," he finally mumbled, looking down, probably glowing from the blush.

He found it would be a good compromise. That way, he could be next to Viktor, and if he got to shy at some point, he could pretend he wanted to check the view.