Victor x Yuri (yuri!!! On ice)

Champagne (Part 1)

{Y'all are going to absolutely hate me for this. So I started with a blend of a few requests from the previous post while I was on my flights but it got wildly out of hand and isn't even half way finished and is already damn near 3k words. With school starting up I haven't had time to work on it, but I don't wanna leave you guys totally hanging so here's what I have written so far. I'll post the rest once I write it haha}

{Yuuri's POV}

On a chilly spring day in St. Petersburg, my relationship with Victor turned a year old. I woke up in morning half expecting Victor to demand that we stay in bed all day, so I was a little surprised when he packed up and left early for the rink.

The last year with Victor had been a whirlwind to say the least. I had become increasingly more comfortable in our relationship since my move to St. Petersburg, but still every now and again I would feel the nerves, residual from the years I spent idolizing him. He seemed to be adjusting well to my move, clearing out some of his things to make room for mine, and even being open to redecorating a little to suit me. It all felt very domestic, and had brought a new level of intimacy into our relationship.

A little after Victor had left, I decided I would go to the rink as well. No point in taking the day off if he wasn't planning to. I threw my skates and the rest of my gear into my bag and headed out to jog to the gym, patting Makkachiin on the head as I went out the door.

It was lively as ever at the facility where we all trained. There were several different rinks in the facility, which was necessary to accommodate the number of professional competitors who trained there. Each had large floor to ceiling glass windows allowing for spectators to view in without having to be exposed to the cold. I stopped in front of each on a mission to find Victor.

Yurio appeared to be having a choreography session with Yakov in the first, as he was standing in the center of the ice actually listening to what the man was saying for once. The next was a children's class, full of young potential skaters just beginning their journey. I continued to check each rink for Victor, surprised when I didn't find him in any of them.

As a last resort, I went to check the locker room. I push the heavy door open a little too quickly and almost took Georgi down in the process. "Ugh" he groaned as he jumped out the way of the door. "Oh hey sorry about that" I apologized, "is Victor back here?"

"Nah, he came in this morning, talked to Yakov about something for like 10 minutes, and then left" he replied. Weird, I wondered where Victor could have headed off to, or why he told me he was going to train if he was only popping by. I thanked Georgi and decided that since I had everything with and was here, I might as well practice a little anyways. I changed and laced up my skates, and went in to watch Yurio's practice.

{Victor's POV}

"Yakov, I need you to keep Yuuri here as long as possible tonight" I shouted at him from the top of the stairs that lead down to the ice. "I reserved rink 4 under my name for 3 hours tonight, but lie to him and tell him that it just so happened to be open."

I had a lot of errands to run and setting up to do before tonight and I didn't want Yuuri to come home early and ruin his surprise. I knew when I left early this morning that he would follow shortly after, as we rarely took days off from training. Staying on as his coach while also putting together and rehearsing my own routines had turned out to be a bigger challenge than expected and resulted in a lot of hours at the rink.

Yakov assured me that he would try his best to keep Yuuri at the gym for most of the day and off I went first to the store then to the florist. I got some ingredients to make Katsudon, I had reached out to his mom for the recipe, and also grabbed a bottle of my favorite champagne. Then I went to pick up a bouquet of his favorite flowers to serve as the center piece of the table.