And it did. Everything went unquestionably remarkably well.
Viktor, who'd spent so long fretting about the outcome of the inspection, was immensely relieved, not to mention happy.
Yuuri could only laugh and say 'I told you so.'
To celebrate, the couple went out to dinner at an Italian restaurant.
'Yuuri, this is so wonderful! We can finally have a family... one to call our own,' Viktor said happily.
Yuuri smiled warmly at Viktor. He could feel the massive amount of joy coming from his husband in the way he looked at Yuuri, the way he touched him, even the way he spoke, though Yuuri couldn't hear it.
'Ah, darling, I told you everything would work out splendidly,' he laughed lightly.
Viktor gave him a loving stroke on his cheek and nodded in agreement. 'You were right, my love.'
After eating, the two paid for their food and went home.
They spent the rest of the night making love.
The couple arrived at an adoption centre not too far from their hometown, both nervous and excited for the life-changing moment they were soon to experience: finally adopting children.
A worker led them, with a happy countenance, to a sort of playground outside the main building. The relatively remote location of the adoption centre proved to be beneficial, as it gave lots of space for the children to play and interact outside, rather than being confined to the building or having to get permission to visit outside places.
The pair was then free to go talk and play with the children.
Viktor joined a small girl with deep brown--nearly black-- hair, dark grey eyes, and a delicate, almost porcelain, complexion whilst she played with a wooden doll. She removed the upper half of the body of the doll, revealing an identical, smaller one inside of it. She did this until she reached the final doll, then, laughing, she put each doll back together and was about to start pulling them apart again when she noticed Viktor sitting next to her.
'Hi,' Viktor smiled, 'what's that you're playing with?'
The girl studied him with a curious air then giggled. 'It's my dolly! Ms Headmistress says it's mine and that I've had it since always. Do you want to play with it?'
She held the doll out with a small smile.
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Viktor nodded happily and took the doll from her outreached hand.
'What is your name, darling? I'm Viktor,' the Russian asked and he took off the outermost doll from its place, revealing the smaller one inside.
'My name is Svetlana,' the girl replied with a tinge of excitement in her voice.
'Svetlana is a very pretty name. I'm going to call you Lana, okay?' Viktor said. Lana nodded.
