Yuri On Ice || One Shots

Viktor Nikiforov||baby

Viktor's pov
Requested by: PeterFrost_girl1
SHE ALSO MADE THE KILLER FAN ART ABOVE ♡ IT'S AMAZING.

(Note: when I say car seat I mean rear-facing car seat, and this will probably be v bad)

I can't help but feel nervous thinking about Yuuri's reaction when I come home today.

He probably won't be expecting the suprise I have in the back seat of our car.

My eyes drift up to the rear view mirror.

I would be home before Yuuri would be, but I can't help but feel anxious.

Glancing only for a moment at the car seat in the back, I look back to the road with a small smile on my face.

I had to admit she was precious.

I adopted a little girl today.

Yuuri and I have been talking about adoption for awhile now, and I couldn't wait any longer.

I knew he might be upset that I went without him, but he wouldn't be for long when he saw her.

Her name is Miyuki, her hair is as silver as mine and her eyes as dark as Yuuri's.

(Miyuki = snow)

She looked as if she could be our biological daughter.

If only.

She's only a few months old, her small hands and feet melting my heart.

It made my chest tighten in happiness knowing that me and Yuuri would have a family together.

It's something that I've wanted for a long time.

I tap my fingers impatiently on the steering wheel, watching the familiar scenery pass; I was almost home.

Miyuki is 9 months old; well in the range of being able to say her first words, but it seems she hasn't yet to everyone knowledge.

But She is able to crawl from place to place on her chubby little arms and legs.

I let out a breath as I pull into the empty drive way.

Sitting in the idling car for a moment I listen to Miyuki's small baby sounds, her cute squeals making me relax a bit.

There's no way Yuuri could hate her, if anything he'd hate me.

I slide out of the car and move to the backseat opening her door.

I unbuckle her gently and pick her up as she let's out an overly joyous laugh.

"You're so cute" I can't help but say to her as she tugs on my shirt.

Shutting the car door with my hip I walk to the front door ready to pull out my keys but already find it unlocked.

I frown knowing Yuuri wasn't home yet because his car isn't in the drive way.

I open the door and hear the blare of the Tv in the living room.

I make my way to the living room and almost scoff when I see Yurio spread out on my couch.

"What are you doing?" I ask as Miyuki is entranced by touching my face.