Are You Wearing Anything Under That?

The Morning After

The morning after the Nikiforov-Katsuki wedding wasn't really morning at all, nearly everyone finally rose sometime after midday, sleepily shuffling through the house in search of food or water.

Chris, Seung-gil and Phichit were the first in the living area, having never actually left and simply slept under the katasu in the room, they were woken when Viktor wondered out and let out a startled squeak at the three spooning men on the floor (they had at least manager to get their clothes back on before curling up to sleep).

"Sooo, did you three have a good night last night?" Viktor smirked, leaning over the trio who glared up at him, bleary eyed and still half asleep.

"So much fun Vik, you're just jealous... Although, judging by those bite marks on your shoulder, maybe not." Chris teased, refusing to move from his curled-up position around Phichit, Seung-gil was on Phichit's other side.

Viktor raised an eyebrow at the other two skaters but Phichit only smiled and began rubbing the sleep from his eyes while Seung-gil wore the same stoic expression as always.

"So long as you're all happy, although Phichit, Yuuri is on his way down here so unless you want to explain this before coffee, maybe moving is a good idea, da?" Viktor laughed before heading towards the kitchen. Phichit scampered up into at least a sitting position, well aware that if he didn't tell Yuuri at some point, Viktor would but he was right that coffee needed to happen first.

Phichit looked from Seung-gil to Chris, still laying on either side of him, he felt a blush creep up his face, maybe the more important thing to address before he told Yuuri was what in the hell that meant to either of these two because it was somewhat of a big deal to him.

Chris apparently saw the questioning look on Phichit's face because he sat up abruptly, kissed Phichit on the cheek and smiled before standing and wondering in the direction Viktor had went. He paused in the doorway and looked back at Phichit, "You two make a lovely couple my friend." Before he exited the room with a wave.

"Umm... well alright." Phichit stated, completely baffled by Chris's sudden departure.

"He's right you know?" Seung-gil whispered matter-of-factly, he sat up and wrapped his arm around Phichit's waist, tugging him closer and snuggled into his hair. Phichit stifled a laugh, how was he so different then he appeared and yet exactly what Phichit expected?

"Well then, I guess we better make it official, my boyfriend?" Phichit stated, turning his head and kissing Seung-gil on the mouth with a loud smack of his lips before he was tugged into a deeper, more desperate, make-out session, they didn't noticed that they were no longer alone.

"Phichit!" Yuuri squawked as he wondered into the room straightening his glasses and staring at his best friend curled up in the arms with Seung-gil, a strip of saliva still connecting their mouths.

"Morning Yuuri." Phichit chirped, making no attempt to move from his spot practically in Seung-gil's lap. "It appears you had a long night?" Phichit smirked, Yuuri had obviously attempted to hide the marks littering his chest and neck with a high collared top but it was riding up his hip slightly and revealed the obvious bruises on fingers on his hip bone and the dark circles under his eyes let him know he had had very little sleep.

Yuuri pulled down his shirt, shook his head and left the room to go find Viktor, there was just no way he was awake enough for this conversation. He wandered into the kitchen to find Chris and Viktor whispering rapidly in French, Viktor seemed slightly in shock and Chris was grinning broadly.

"Not you guys too, it's too early for secrets and surprises." Yuuri whined, plonking down in a chair and putting his head on the table while Viktor pulled away from Chris to make him coffee.