Are You Wearing Anything Under That?

Two Year's Later

Two Year's Later

'...and don't forget her bottle in the morning, she will be grumpy with you all day if you do and be careful with your hair because she might try to pull on it since Vitya lets her play with his and-'

'Yuuuuuuri, stop it darling, they know, it isn't the first time they have baby sat Kiko. She loves her Unca Yura and Unca Bek.'

Kiko was 11 months old now and spoke mainly in babbles but had still managed Papa (Viktor), Oto (Yuuri), Da (Yes, curtesy of Viktor), Oo (No) and Bek but still struggled to say Yura and mostly just called him 'Ra' which was secretly the cutest thing Yuri had ever heard.

'Rrrrraaaaaa.' Kiko babbled as she curled closer into Yuri's arms, it was around her nap time so she was content to be held by anyone as long as it meant she wasn't put into her cot.

'I know but this isn't just a sleepover Vitya, it's five whole days and Kiko isn't used to being away from me for that long and what if something happens.'

As everyone had more then expected, Yuuri was an over-protective and simultaneously perfect parent. Kiko was adopted when she was two weeks old and had taken to Yuuri like a fish to water. Viktor had struggled to get her to settle with him to begin with but his charm could win over anyone, including apparently a stubborn three-week-old who would scream anytime she wasn't being held.

They had feared it was because she had lived her first two weeks in the world in a humidicrib, away from human contact and now needed it constantly but they preserved and their bright-eyed girl had grown into an independent, already tottling around, bubbly light in their lives and Viktor's Instagram had gained an offshoot account simply for posting daily Kiko pictures.

'Yuuri, we talked about this. She will be alright, safe and sound with them plus it's great practice for when they finally have their own!' Viktor beamed at Yuri holding his daughter with a startled look on his face as Kiko wriggled in his arms.

'Viktor, they only moved in together on their own six months ago and they aren't even married yet, they are still babies themselves!' Yuuri chided.

'So old fashioned my Yuuri, you don't need to be married to have a child dear, this is a modern world we live in. Anyway, if we don't leave now I know I'll never be able to drag you away. Let our Kiko's lovely uncles put her to sleep while we set off for our five-day wedding anniversary lovefest!' Viktor leaned over quickly, kissing Kiko's head and backed away to the door, waiting for Yuuri.

'Viktor! Not in front of Kiko. I don't know if I am prepared for five days of this.' Yuuri sighed, mostly to himself, fouling absolutely no one that he was in fact hanging to spend five days alone with Viktor for the first time in 11 months. Yuuri kissed Kiko on the cheek rapidly, mumbling affections in Japanese before moving away with sadness in his eyes and closing the door behind him.

'How Yuuri can be with someone as...Viktor as Viktor, is seriously beyond me.' Otabek sighed.

After their wedding, Viktor and Yuuri still had three months to wait until their new house was built and therefore they were living at Yu-topia with Yuuri's family along with Yuri and then Otabek. Those three months actually turned into six due to varies delays and they were a serious learning curve for Otabek. He had never been around someone like Viktor, constantly out-going, bossy to no end even though Yuuri was really the boss no matter what the situation, adjusting to a new coach as well as new team mates and finally, his new relationship with Yuri, it was a constant mood swing for all involved but it somehow worked.

That season Yuuri had taken gold at worlds with Yuri taking silver followed by 0.2 points for bronze which went to Otabek. Yuri and Otabek had agreed, but only to each other, that Yuuri had deserved the gold for his final season and the two of them hadn't minded standing below him on the podium.