Spice [NaNoWriMo 2023 Winner]

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Victor wished he could blame Mari for calling him so abruptly and asking him a dozen personal questions before hanging up and vanishing. He had asked Yuuri what was going on and when he mentioned Roswell Victor didn't need any more explanation. He went to Lilia and then to Yakov for extra caution. He then spoke with Malee and the two of them talked shop so he could better understand what he was doing with himself. She was sweet and he hoped they could become good friends. 

Yuri was finally landing his jumps again and he wasn't sporadically growing a couple inches over night so he seemed to be settling just in time for the final push of the season. Yuri would be going to his next competition and Victor was packing for France. The only thing he was missing was the suit that Yuuri had asked of him.

Lilia had come to help him pick out fabric and colours and they had settled on a soft grey with blue accents. Crisp white shirt, deep navy tie and a rabbit grey three piece suit that showed Victor off like the prize he knew he was. Victor would be picking it up before he flew out to France. He was excited for his stay there and to meet up with Yuuri and his family. He heard from Yuuri that Mari and his old Ballet teacher were skating fans and Chris was a favorite in their house. Victor had laughed and let Yuuri know that he could definitely get Chris to come meet the women off the ice.

He was packing up the rest of Makkachin's travel bag and posting on his personal Instagram when a knock came to the door.

"Come in!" Victor called out as he checked his shiny and new professional Instagram as Mila stepped inside, "Thanks for coming to cat sit!"

"No problem, much better here than back at the dorms anyways," Mila laughed as she collapsed on the couch.

"I cleaned and changed my blankets and sheets, so you can sleep in my room," Victor said, "And the fridge has been filled so help yourself."

"Oh perfect, can I have people over?" Mila asked with a smile and Victor leveled her with a look.

"You can have friends over, your boyfriend can not stay overnight," Victor said strictly, "That's my bed."

"I'm not that gross," Mila squawked, a red flush painting across her face. Victor waved a finger at her without a word. Mila was sweet and he loved her like a sister, and her love life was not his business, but his bed was not the place for them to fuck around in because Yakov wouldn't find out.

"I mean it Mila," Victor said and handed her the keys.

"Okay, Okay, no boyfriend," Mila pouted,

"Overnight," Victor smiled and pressed a kiss on top of her head, "He's welcome over, just don't mess up my couch."

Mila blushed again but there was a smile on her face. Victor ruffled her hair and called Makkachin, the dog dancing around the doorway with a rumble of excitement.

"Don't do anything I would!" Victor called out and was off. He caught the taxi waiting for him and sighed, relaxing into the seat as they headed for the airport. He was meeting up with Chris at the airport so he could get to the hotel safely and both of them had plans for the evening when he freshened up. He would then meet up with Yuuri and his family for coffee and breakfast the next morning with Chris. They were there to meet and chat, but also to work and come up with a plan should Roswell start any rumors. They were assuming that she had some kind of investigator, mole or was paying someone completely innocent to bring information. They would also be chatting about Victor coming to the Onsen with his family. Victor wanted to bring Yuri somewhere where he could relax and maybe soothe the pains of puberty with hot water and good food.

The taxi ride was silent and when he reached the airport the driver said that he had already been paid and let Victor go. Victor was incredibly grateful that Yuuri had thought of everything and felt spoiled from it all. He was still looking for a car for himself and Yuri but hadn't found one that seemed like a good fit. Besides, he didn't want to pick something painfully expensive but he did want something that he liked.