viktuuri imagines // fluff

domestic imagine //

they'd probably live in a small house near the hot spring, so yuuri could visit his parents every so often. viktor would always be lazily prancing around the house, probably trying some couples DIY, and then breaking something. he relies on the internet too much for cooking tutorials or bedroom ideas (of course). he is always asking yuuri if makkachin could get a room to himself.

"c'mon yuuri pleeeaassseeee?"

"no viktor, he likes sleeping on the bed-"

"hey! that bed's for the two of us only.."

yuuri is very proud of his cooking, he'd be the only one who would cook proper meals. he learned so many recipes off by heart from his mother, and would cook katsudon at least three times a week, to make viktor happy. oh, and pork cutlet bowls. of course. he'd keep the house very neat, and fill it with framed pictures of the wedding *cough*all from phichit*cough*.  always doing the laundry, washing the dishes, polishing, all that kind of stuff. yuuri bought viktor an apron for his birthday so he'd join in with baking, but he..well..set it on fire. oops.

before they'd adopt a child, they'd go through the names every night before they'd go to bed. it would go on for hours.

"yuri?"

"viktor. we are not having a yuri jr in this house."

"makkachin?"

"VIKTOR!"

viktor recorded the grand prix final on the television and puts it on to annoy yuuri. he'd put it on full volume and dance to it in the living room, trying not to knock down a vase or an expensive wedding gift. he'd also sing along to it, and by sing well, more shout. he'd just shout random words to "on love: eros" like this:

"YURI IS MY ONLY MAN

HE IS REALLY HOT AND CAN DO THE CAN-CAN

LOOK AT ME IM HIS HUUSBAND

AND I LOOOOVE HIM SO BAD"

some night's they'd just cuddle up on the couch or in bed and watch a movie, probably a horror movie. viktor would jump every time something scary would pop up, and dig his head into yuuri, and in a panicky tone he'd half-yell "YUURI!! TURN IT OFFFF!!" but katsuki wouldn't care. after a while viktor would doze off on yuuri. yuuri would just lie there, stroking viktors hair like a dog, and saying romantic nothings to the sleeping beauty.