Victuri One~Shots

Noodles

Fatso stood in front of the stove, cooking some ramen noodles for dinner. Victor, being un-useful, sat on the couch, watching the last skating championship on tv.

"They're done," Yuri sat four bowls on the dinner table. At that exact moment there was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it!" I yelled cheerfully as I sprinted to the door.
"Hi Beka!" I smiled, attacking him in a hug. He carried me back into the dining room.
"Hi Yuri, Victor." He greeted, sitting me down in a chair.
"Hello Otabek." They said in unison as they sat next to each other.

Five minutes of eating in almost complete silence. I say almost complete because Yuri slurped down his noodles loudly. Otabek sniffled a laugh and so did I, not because I thought it was funny, but because his laugh was so adorable.
"You know Yuri..."Victor broke the silence.
"Hm?" Yuri looked over curiously, with half of a noodle hanging out of his mouth. He sucked it up.

"Noodles aren't the only thing you'll be sucking tonight."

Yuri choked.

Otabek laughed, "I could say the same to my Yuri."

Blushing, I hit my forehead against the table.

A/N: *yelling in the background* I'm not sorry! 😂😂😂