It was about noon when the low buzzing of a certain Yuri's phone interrupted its owner from his deep, sweet, slumber. His fingers ran through his hair, the small tangles his fingers caught made him wrinkle his nose in slight agony. His free hand ran along the soft sued couch he had fallen into a deep asleep upon. Before the thought of getting up and grabbing his phone even grazed his mind, a delicate yet muscular arm wrapped itself around his waist. In shock, the flustered Japaneses' gaze was quickly yanked down to the body in which was connected to the sculpted arm, who's head was taking up the empty space in his lap. His hand that was occupied with the sued of the couch now found itself feeling through the smooth silver-white hair that flopped over his thigh.
"I thought we weren't doing much today Yuri..?" A single bright blue eye flickered up at the ebony haired man. The thin eyebrow that subsided above the ocean-like-eyes arched quizzically.
"What is that supposed to mean?" The caramel brown eyes met the pale icy blue ones, his expression in a false offended glare.
"No getting up for at least another hour Yuri, it's 6:30 in the morning and for once I'm the one still longing for sleep. We have to stay here until at least 10:z00. Coaches orders" He giggled lightly and gave the Japanese a cheeky grin.
Rolling his eyes Yuri looked to his coach, meekly agreeing "Fine Victor, a few more hours.."
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Buuuuuzzzz Buuuuuuzzzz Buuuuzzzz
The Japanese scrambled up as his phone continued its monotone song. His hand quickly reached out to snatch the device, by now the Russian was wide awake and watching the Japanese contently. The aqua eyes that belonged to Viktor flickered with curiosity, "Who is it?" He mouthed to Yuri, only to get a shooosh-ing from the ebony haired man as he accepted the call and pressed the phone to his ear.
"Hello?... Yes this is Yuri Katsuki....Oh Chris!... I've been doing great!........ Oh yes Viktor is doing just as good...... Of course!.... Yes....." Viktor scooted just inches away from Yuri, sitting directly in front of the Japanese. His face was eager and curious, Yuri even saw his companion tilt his head like a confused dog, which made him stifle a giggle. "That would be lovely!.... Oh yes Viktor would love to attend with me..... Next weekend correct?...." Viktor had shifted back into bed behind Yuri, listening the Yuri's voice. He could listen to that boy talk for hours on end. The sound of his voice sent shivers down his spine and made his head tingle with joy... god he loves that man... "Wonderful, we cannot wait to see you then Christopher..... Alright!.... Okay..... Bye!" Yuri cautiously tossed his phone behind him and into his pillow without looking back, letting out a tired huff. Viktor had silently scooted behind the chocolate eyed man, and smoothly wrapped his arms around Yuri, pulling him back into his chest and wrapping his legs around the shorter man. This caused the younger man to yelp in surprise, then erupt into a fit of giggles.
"So, Christopher called? What about?" Viktor listened contently to the laughter that filled the air and caused him to shiver from the tingles that were sent down his spine. Yuri could barely reply through the immense amount of laughter that was erupting from his lips, "He- hahah- was c-calling about-" Yuri shrieked and laughed harder as Viktor's fingers found his way to Yuri's sides. The Russian knew many of his athletes secrets, but most of all he knew all of Yuri's ticklish spots. He gently tickled his apprentices sides, chuckling along with him.
"V-Viktor!-" He gasped for air, fighting to roll off of his coach, "Stoooppp!" His loud giggling filled the room, Makkachin barked happily at the two and Viktor slowly seized his tickling. The two lay facing each other, both coming down from their giggling fit.
"Okay, okay! I stopped!" Viktor smiled a smile that could stop a heart. God to Yuri he was drop dead handsome.
"Finally, I can breathe.." Yuri smiled back at the Russian, his eyes squinting slightly, "Anyways, Chris was calling about a party he is going to be having next week, it's for New Years!" Viktor's fingers found their way to Yuri's hair and messed with it.
"Sounds fun Yuri..." Viktor's voice trailed off as his smile lingered on his lips, his hand began to trail to the younger mans waist once more, but was stopped by Yuri. Yuri snatched Viktor's hand by the wrist and he giggled, looking into the oceanic eyes that stared back into his. The Japanese scrunched his nose at his coach "You are a troublemaker Mr. Nikiforov."
"As are you, Mr. Nikiforov~"
Yuri's face went redder than a fire engine, Viktor had just called him Mr. Nikforov. Was he hinting at something.. perhaps Viktor had more planned than Yuri had bargained for....|| IM ALIVE I SWEAR!! lol I'm so sorry I've been gone for like 50 years! (cause math amirite) I'll be updating more often now that I have the app ( I lost the charger to my laptop so I wasn't able to post for a long time I'm so sorry) but plan on more updates. I'm planning on updating every week, possibly every Saturday it just depends! Welp that's all I have to blabber about now :3 See ya in the next chapter!||
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II Victuuri II -Then, I met you-
General Fiction--- This is the story of Viktor Nikiforov, a professional retired figure skater; and Yuuri Katsuki, a young man aspiring to be a professional figure skater. ---- Ever since Viktor had been Yuri's coach, Yuri couldn't help but have feelings for the...