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Love Hate | Yuri Plisetsky

"I love you, I hate you, I dunno... I hate you!
I love you, I can't believe how much I love you!
Love and hate, I'm not sure... I can't stop it...
Love-Hate"
- Rin and Len Kagamine "Love Hate"

Yuri Plisetsky and [Full Name] were in something of a love hate relationship. They'd been like this since they were in their teens. Always getting at each other's throats, then making up (and making out... That was the best part of making up, after all). Now 20, they hadn't stopped, but they also had gone about six months without a major fight.

Viktor and Yuuri looked at each other with sideways glances when they saw the tiny box that held a ring in Yuri's car cupholder on the way to his and [Name]'s new apartment.

"Yuri, are you proposing?" Viktor asked, grin plastered on his face.

Yuri slammed on the breaks, partly due to the red light, partly due to shock, "Wh-why? I mean yes? Please don't tell [Name]!!!! Please!" He looked on the verge of tears.

"Why would we tell? We're married and I would've been upset had someone ruined the surprise for me." Yuuri said, twisting his wedding band on his left ring finger.

"Yes! Exactly!" Viktor said, "I would have been mad at whoever told Yuuri." Was his response.

Yuri sighed, "You guys..." He pulled into the parking lot of their apartment, and [Name] pulled in beside him.

"Yuri! This place is so pretty!!!" She exclaimed, giving him a kiss.

Yuri kissed back, but pulled away, "Let's get started." He said, going to the van with all the stuff inside, "Most of this is your stuff..." Yuri groaned.

"Sorry. It got put in last." [Name] rubbed the back of her head.

"It should've gone in first!" Yuri yelled.

"Well sorry! You were picking up Viktor and Yuuri at the airport and I had to load them in myself!" [Name] yelled back.

"Stop yelling!" Yuri exclaimed.

"You started! Move, I'll get my stuff." She grunted out through [lip color] lips.

"Yuri..." Viktor gently said as [Name] and Yuuri took her things in.

"Do you two have makeup sex?" He asked quietly.

Yuri's hair stood on end, "W-well... Yeah! So what?!"

"Is that why you pick fights?" He asked a little louder.

"NO! IDIOT!" Yuri was blushing profusely, "I just..."

"I want to talk to you later, Yuri. About what starts these fights." Viktor replied, going and hauling things from the van.

Yuri huffed, and grabbed more boxes.

Yuuri and [Name] were unloading more boxes, when Yuuri thought [Name] looked pale, "Are you okay?" He asked, setting down his small box to get the box [Name] was holding out of her hands.

"Y-yes... Just... I'm sore." She breathed.

Yuuri spotted marks where it looked like Yuri's hands had been on her hips, "Yurio is a rough lover, I take it?" He smirked.