Quick a/n befor we start- holy crap part 17 omg!! Thank you all for reading this!! Please comment I love readi the comments and replying to them too! Love you all!! *blows kisses, literally just BECOMES Tamaki* LETS BEGIN SHALL WE? DO IT FOR THE COMMONERS! LONG LIVE THE POOR! (If you know what I'm babbling about I freakin love you)
Third person
"Yuuri, I'm going to run myself a bath alright?" Viktor said walking past the grey velvety couch in their living room where Yuuri was sitting, watching a movie about a boy who was born on Mars, but falls in love with a girl on earth, but when he goes to her his body can't handle earthly conditions (again, if you know this I love you so much). "Yeah, just don't be too long I don't want to be all alone on my birthday." Yuuri said.
"Of course not my little piglet." Viktor said as he planted a kiss on Yuuri's cheek from behind. Yuuri blushed slightly. Viktor went upstairs and turned on the water. Once he had removed his clothes, he sat in the edge of the tub. The bath was almost full. He reached to touch the water, to test the temperature, but jumped back I surprise. The water burned his fingers. He realized it was bubbling. Steam rolled off the edges of the tub as the water got closer to overflow point. Viktor fumbled to turn the water off, but no matter where he turned the handle, the water still bubbled and steamed. It began to spill over the side, covering the floor at a rapid pace. The air was getting hotter and hotter. Viktor quickly put his boxers back on and tried to open the door. It was locked.... From the outside. "Yuuri!" He called, banging on the door. The water now covered the surface of the floor, burning Vikors feet. "Yuuri help!" He called. The walls were soundproof he remembered. "Dammit!" He was out of breath, grasping for air. The room was filled with steam, choking Viktor. He wheezed as he tried desperately to inhale some oxygen. He fell to the ground, clutching his throat, heaving for air. Meanwhile, Yuuri heard banging on the bathroom door. H stood, and went upstairs to investigate. Water was seeping out from under the door. He heard choking and wheezing coming from the inside. A sense of dread flooded him. "Viktor!" He called through the door. He twisted the handle. It opened, surprisingly. He saw Viktor, on the floor in a pool of boiling hot water. His skin looked burnt, and red. Viktor weakly reached toward the cool air flooding into the room, though he didn't seem like he had enough energy left in him to be able to escape. Yuuri stepped into the room, the water burning his feet but he didn't care. All he cares about was getting Viktor to safety. The water had stopped flowing out of the tub. Yuuri lifted Viktor up and carried him to the hallway. Viktor room gulps of the breathable air."are you alright what happened?" Yuuri asked worriedly.
"I don't know." Viktor replied still slightly breathless.
"Maybe it was just the plumbinb... And we should replace those door handles." Yuuri reasoned.
Viktor shrugged slightly. "Could you grab my robe? It's really cold now."
"Yes sure of course." Yuuri got up and got Viktors robe. When he came back to the hall, Vikor was standing and leaning against the wall. Most of the water on the floor hand drained away, down the dean in the middle of the bathroom. The tub was still full, but they'd take care of that once the water cooled. Viktor put on his robe. He started to walk, but winced. His whole right leg was red with burns. "Lemme get you something for that." Yuuri said, steadying his husband. Viktor nodded. Yuuri put ointment on the burns, and wrapped it in a bandage. He did the same on Viktors fingers, and some areas on his other leg where the water had burned him. "We... We can't tell Yurio and Otabek." Viktor said.
"Why? We have to!" Yuuri argued.
"I don't want to worry them. Please. Well just make sure no one uses our washroom." Vikto reasoned.
"Fine." Yuuri agreed finally. He helped Viktor down the stairs and onto the couch. Yuuri sat beside him. A few moments later, Yuuri repositioned so he was laying on his back, Viktor laying with his head on Yuuri's chest. "Thank you." Viktor said.
"For what?" Yuuri asked toying with Viktors silver hair.
"Saving me."
"Don't thank me."
"Thank you." Viktor giggled.
"You're such a childish little idiot."
"Sure I am. But I'll be your childish little idiot FOREVER" Viktor waved his wedding ring in Yuuri's face. Just then the door opened, revealing Otabek and Yuri. They were holding hands. "Oi, lovebirds, stop being gross. I have a present for Katsudon over there." Yurio announced.
"Aww thank you! I'll open it when I get this thing off of me." Yuuri said gesturing to Viktor.
"Alright. Otabek and I will be upstairs in my room." Yurio said setting the gift bad down on the coffee table and walking upstairs. Yuuri looked at the tv. The movie was still on. He felt a tug on the neckline of his shirt. It was Viktor. Yuuri smiled. "What is it?" Viktor leaned forward and pressed his lips to the raven haired boy's. "I love you, Yuuri" Viktor said as he pulled away.
"I love you too." Yuuri replied. Viktor snuggled back into Yuuri chest. It was warm. Yuuri's heart beat steadily, Yuuri played with Viktors hair. Eventually they both fell asleep.
A/n I wrote this at midnight I'm sorry for all the mistakes I'm too lazy and I kept almost falling asleep.
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