The breakup ✔️

Stupid cameras

Stupid cameras (the break up part 10) - written by victuri_nikiforov on IG

"Yuri?" I was being lazy on the couch. "No..." not this again. Please not again. "Yuri? You can't avoid this forever." I sighed. "But I can try!" I wasn't in the mood to discuss this, not right now. "Yuri Katsuki! I have enough of this! We're going to start with planning our wedding right here and right now! You're avoiding this for weeks!" Damn... Victor had a point. Why... why did he had to be right. "Fine! But I'll only give you an hour for today. "An hour is more than we have done in the last month! Why are you avoiding this? Don't you want to marry me?" Ouch... that did hurt. I got up immediately and almost ran to the dinner table. "No! I just don't want to plan the wedding because it's so much work!" Victor looked really annoyed. "Much work? How the hell do you think that I managed to be world champion, to have the money to buy expensive brands and take care of the two with us without having to worry about money? The answer is work! Stop being a lazy piggy!" Oh lord.... Victor sounded like an angry wife, my angry wife. "Okay okay you made your point! I'll help you out more often. I promise! Can you please stop with acting like my angry wife? It scares the hell out of me." Victor started to laugh. "You had to see your face while I was yelling at you. Amazing! Anyway please sit down now Yuri." What the...? How did he switch so easily between laughing angel to being a business man? Oh god maybe it was that time of the month again. I chuckled. "Yuri what's so funny?" I stopped and blushed. "N- nothing...." Victor came closer and leaned towards me. "Nothing was apparently really funny. I'm wondering what was going on in that beautiful head of yours." Before I knew it we were kissing. I was laying on the table. I didn't know how I ended up here or who started with kissing. Not important. Until.... I pushed Victor off me. "Yuri what the hell?!" I walked towards the window and closed the curtains. "I saw a camera. The paparazzi is everywhere...." I saw Victor's face turning pale when I said those words. "Us kissing on the table will be everywhere on internet tomorrow..." I nodded. "If they don't manage to spread it today." I groaned. "I wonder how they even managed to get the perfect spot to take pictures of us. It must've been really difficult." Victor looked irritated. "Doesn't matter! They're violating our privacy! Sometimes I'm so done with those cameras! This is my home! I want to live here in peace! No cameras, no reporters, nothing!" I completely agreed with him. I wanted the same. "Victor please calm down.... let's plan the wedding okay?" Victor took a deep breath and nodded. "You're right. Let's plan the wedding." We sat down together and discussed what we wanted for the wedding. We were certain of a few things. Makkachin would be the ring bearer. We would wear black suits, a long sleeved white button up shirt and ties in the colour of our pair skating costumes. Blue for me and purple for Victor. Yurio and Otabek would be the groomsmen. We weren't sure about the location yet. Maybe something with ice? Or Barcelona? And of course we made a start with the guest list.

One hour became 3 hours. Victor couldn't complain that I hadn't done anything for the wedding. Of course we had way more to discuss. The flowers, the food, the exact date. It was already giving me a headache. "Yuri you're tired aren't you?" I nodded. I was doing my best not to fall asleep on the table. "C'mon let's go to bed." He looked at the time. "Oh dear! It's after midnight already! No wonder that you're so tired!" We got up and went to bed together. Victor whispered sweet words to me before I fell asleep. I was lucky to have him as my fiancé.