Yuri!!! On Ice Oneshots

As Long As We Both Shall Live...

Warning: Strong Language, thanks to Yurio.
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He could feel his heart pounding through his chest as he looked into the mirror and properly tied the tie. What would he act like when he saw him? Would he retch? Would he run? Either way would be just like him.

His hands started shaking as the thoughts invaded his mind and he had to sit to catch his breath. If he ran, he would never come back. If he never came back, he would...

He would...

The world seemed to fade into darkness as tears formed in his eyes, then a knock came to the door.

"Hey! Get out here, it's almost time!" He lifted his head at the sound of Yurio's voice, then wiped his face quickly and stood. He opened the door and took a deep breath, looking down at Yurio. "Jackass... You're gonna be late, jackass."

He chuckled and headed to the doors, then took another deep breath. This was it. The moment he had waited for since the banquet. The doors opened and...

Yuuri stood at the altar, looking flustered, but he pulled his head up and gasped softly as he saw Viktor in his white suit. His cheeks became a dark shade of red and he smiled, standing straighter.

Viktor bit his lip and smiled, slowly walking down the aisle. They had done this in rehearsals millions of times, but now was the last time. And he couldn't be happier. As he reached the end, he walked up the steps of the altar and stood right in front of Yuuri, facing him with a giant smile in the shape of a heart.

The preacher that stood behind them smiled, opened her book, and started to read. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Yuuri Katsuki and Viktor Nikifirov. Before we begin, if anyone here objects the union of these two, speak now or forever hold your peace."

The room was silent as she scanned the room, then she flipped the page and started to read. But, it seemed both of the young men being married weren't paying attention as they stared into each other's eyes. Yuuri smiled more, then looked to the preacher as she called his name.

"Please, repeat after me. I, Yuuri Katsuki..."

He took a deep breath and repeated, "I, Yuuri Katsuki..."

"Do take Viktor..."

"Do take Viktor..."

"To be my lawfully wedded husband."

"To be my lawfully wedded husband."

"Good, you may now put his ring on him."

"Good, you may no-" He froze, a stupid grin on his face as it turned red. He didn't realize he didn't need to repeat, and slipped Viktor's ring onto his finger as the crowd chuckled a little.

The preacher sighed and looked to Viktor. "Repeat after me. I, Viktor Nikifirov..."

He repeated after her and slipped the ring in his pocket onto Yuuri's finger, still smiling.

"Yuuri Katsuki-" she started, startling Yuuri a bit. "Do you take Viktor to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, fir as long as you both shall live?"

"I do." He nodded curtly.

"Viktor Nikifirov, do you take Yuuri to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, for as long as you both shall live?"

"And forever. I do." Yuuri blushed more and tears started to form in his eyes.

"Then, by the power vested in my, and by this church, I pronounce you both... husband and husband. You may kiss."

Viktor quickly grabbed Yuuri's face and slammed his lips onto Yuuri's, kissing him deeply. A bit too deeply, as Yuuri didn't have enough balance and the two fell. The audience gasped and stood, but Viktor was just hovered over Yuuri as the two laughed. Tears rushed down Yuuri's face, but Viktor wiped them away.

"... I love you, my little piggy."

"And I love you, my prince." They kissed again and the audience clapped.

"Hey, jackasses! Get a room!"