Yuri!!! On Ice: One Shots!

Viktor Nikiforov x Reader

You skated smoothly across the eyes, your (H/c) hair flowing behind you. Your (E/c) colored eyes were almost glowing.

You heard your best friend, Christophe Giacometti, applauding you.

You turned to him and smiled. "How was it?" You asked.

"Great!" He replied, ending his applause. "Thanks!" You said with a smile and skated out of the rink.

Suddenly, Chris' phone rang.

You decided to ignore the conversation to get a quick drink of water.

"Hey, I need to go somewhere. I'll be back here in a bit," Chris said with a wave, and left.

You shrugged a little and skated back onto the ice, and heard the doors open.

A tall, platinum haired man walked in, who you immediately recognized as Viktor Nikiforov.

In shock, you nearly tripped. Luckily, he hadn't noticed.

You began skating a performance you'd been working on lately, and did it flawlessly. You hadn't even noticed Viktor watching.

"Bravo!" Viktor shouted, clapping. You stopped in the center of the rink and blushed a little. He was so much prettier in person.

"You think so? It's quite new for me," You said.

"Of course! What's your name? Im Viktor Nikiforov,"

You smiled a little. "(Y/n), (Y/n) (L/n)," You told him. Viktor smiled.

"That's a pretty name," He complimented.

"Thank you, would you like to skate with me?" You asked, though you were sure he'd decline.

"Sure! Sounds like great fun!" Viktor replied, and skated out onto the rink.

~~Your Apartment.~~

You and Viktor had gotten along well. Very well. As a matter of fact, he was coming to your apartment in half an hour.

**Phone Messenger.**

(Y/n): Hey

(Y/n): Chris

Chris: What?

(Y/n): Viktor's coming to my place

Chris: Really?

(Y/n): Mhm! I've gotta go, almost 15 minutes until he gets here and my place is a mess.

Chris: Good luck! Call me if you need anything~

**Off of Phone**

You put your phone down and began to clean up your apartment. It wasn't as hard as you expected it to be.

You heard knocking on your door, and ran to it.

You opened the door, and saw Viktor in the doorway. He was holding a box with oddly placed holes on the top.

"What's that?" You asked, holding the door open for him. He quickly set it down on the couch.

"Something.. I got for you," Viktor said quickly.

You made a curious look, and he ignored it. Quickly, you got into a conversation.

~~An Hour Later - 6:30 PM.~~

You heard some whimpering from the box Viktor had brought, ending the conversation you'd started.

Viktor blushed a bit and went to the box, and opened it.

He stuck his hands in the box and pulled out a small, black lab.

You gasped loudly as he handed it to you.

"Male, your name choice," Viktor said with a smile, his cheeks dusted with a blush.

You snuggled the dog close to your face, and jumped up to Viktor, who was still standing.

You didn't realize you had a crush on him until now.

You leaned in and kissed him.

"I love you," You whispered after pulling away.

Viktor wrapped his arms around your waist.

"I love you too," He replied, pulling you into a tight embrace.

"And you're mine," He finished.

~~2 Years Later.~~

{D/n = Dog's name.}

"Viktor! Chris is here! Can you get (D/n)?" You shouted across the house.

"Of course, sweetie!" He replied, and ran into the living room, nearly slipping over his own feet as he picked up (D/n) and put him into his cage, right as the doorbell rang.

You took a deep breath and opened the door.

Chris smiled and pulled you into a hug.

You hugged him back tightly.

"So.." You began after pulling away.

"Hm?" Chris replied, looking at you.

"Viktor and I are getting married!" You announced, and Chris gasped.

"Congratulations!"

A/N

I'm so sorry this was so short, wow. I intended it to be longer but as you can see that didn't exactly happen..