"Beka, what the fuck is this?" Yuri asked, shaking the wrapped box like there was no tomorrow. "Some type of drink- " He shook the box again.
"-Alcohol." He finished, Otabek looked wide eyed at his boyfriend, how did he know the sound of alcohol?
"Just open it kitten." Otabek responded, chuckling, hiding his amazement.
Yuri unboxed his gift and stared at it with stars in his eyes.
It was the tiger onesie he had been obsessing about.
Along with his favorite vodka and wine, which he desperately needed after performing agape yesterday.
Otabek had something behind his back, something soft and fluffy, and it just meowed. Yuri gasped when his boyfriend cradled a kitten in his hands.
"Happy birthday, Plisetskitten.~" Beka purred into Yuri's ear, wrapping his arms around him, giving Yuri his new cat.
♢~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♢
Yuri woke up to sound of a familiar ringing coming from his phone, but this time it wasn't his ringtone. It was Otabek who wanted to facetime him...at 9 A.M.
What was so important that Otabek had to disturb his beauty sleep?
Nevertheless, he swiped his phone, greeted by the face of his shirtless boyfriend, who usually made up for shit like this.
"Hey Yuri."
"The fuck do you want?"
"The ice tiger of Russia? More like the grumpy cat has spoken."
"Grrrrr-"
"Too early for someone to tell you happy birthday?" He asked.
Yuri groaned, he nearly forgot his sixteenth birthday. "Oh my God...thanks Beka."
"No problem, kitten."
"Don't call me that!" Crimson plastered a pouting Yuri's face.
"You know you like it."
"Ugh.....Yeah, yeah I do."
"By the way, I'm coming over later to give you your presents."
"Is it alcohol? A tiger? My own motorcycle? Cat print clothes?" Yuri's eyes lit up and his boyfriend smiled sweetly.
"That would ruin the surprise, now wouldn't it?" He teased. "Besides, the only thing you need to ride right now is me."
"Oh my God...you corny little asshole." Yuri's face reddened. "Full of damn surprises."
"Well you've gotta wait, so get ready in about...fifty minutes."
"Beka, Russia is three hours away, how fast are you about to fucking drive?" Yuri asked, concerned for his friend's saftey.
"Don't worry, I'll wear a helmet." He reassured, before ending the call.
"THAT DOESN'T HELP YOU LITTLE DIPSHIT!" Yuri screamed.
I groaned and got out of bed after...what? Thirty minutes of cherishing warmth of my bedsheets? Yeah, that was it.
That left me with twenty minutes to get ready.
I scrambled to the bathroom to take a shower, then to the kitchen where I'd eat leftover katsudon filled pirohzkis. I scrambled back to my room to tidy up the place, what am I saying I just pulled the thickest sheet back.
I froze when I heard a knock on my door, and there he was in the doorway, Otabek Altin in all his sexy glory. I could flourish into a tomato looking at the guy.
And I did.
He came into my apartment and placed the presents on my bed.
"You live alone now?" Beka asked.
"Yep, Yuuri convinced Viktor to let me live on my own, I owe him my life for that."
"Take a seat, you'll need one."
♢~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♢
I sat next to Yuri as he fondled the large bow on one of his presents.
"That's the last present." I swiped the present from Yuri's hands, putting it on the bed.
Yuri then picked up another present, it had cat slippers in it, and a tray with shot glasses lined up neatly in it.
"You know me too well, and I love you for it."
The next gift wasn't cat print related, just a simple blanket with a tiger's face on it, along with some badass shades on top of it.
"Now you don't have to see those girls." I smiled.
"That's one problem sorted."
"Now can I open my last gift?" Yuri whined.
"Fine."
"Beka, what the fuck is this?" Yuri asked, shaking the wrapped box like there was no tomorrow. "Some type of drink- " He shook the box again.
"-Alcohol." He finished, Otabek looked wide eyed at his boyfriend, how did he know the sound of alcohol?
"Just open it kitten." Otabek responded, chuckling, hiding his amazement.
Yuri unboxed his gift and stared at it with stars in his eyes.
It was the tiger onesie he had been obsessing about.
Along with his favorite vodka and wine, which he desperately needed after performing agape yesterday.
Otabek had something behind his back, something soft and fluffy, and it just meowed. Yuri gasped when his boyfriend cradled a kitten in his hands.
"Happy birthday, Plisetskitten.~" Beka purred into Yuri's ear, wrapping his arms around him, giving Yuri his new cat.
Yuri blushed and recited:
"You corny asshole."
A/N: Ay, Ash here, the next chapter is going to be angst, you've been warned.
