Chapter 4

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Viktor

No matter how long I know him, Yuuri will always surprise me with how much he's able to withstand. Well, surprise might not be the best word for it. More like concern.

"The rink! I want to go to the ice rink!"

Yuuri responded enthusiastically. Probably a bit to enthusiastically for someone who just passed out not even five minutes ago. I agreed, obviously, there is no way I would pass up a chance to skate with Yuuri. So we went skating.

"Viktor, are you ok? You look pale."

    Note to self: If you want to make a second sandwich, DON'T!!! It is a VERY bad idea!

"I'm good."

We didn't do anything to physically demanding. Mostly because I didn't want Yuuri to get hurt, but also because my stomach hurt. Like I said, DON'T MAKE A SECOND SANDWICH!!
We just skated around the rink and talked. It was nice. Although Yuuri seemed a bit... distant. Which isn't unlike him, but it worried me nonetheless. Nobody just passes out for no reason. He seems fine now so I guess he's ok.

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Yuuri is in the shower, and I am incredibly bored. we got home an hour ago and I haven't seen him since. Seriously, how can he take an hour and a half shower knowing his fiancé is waiting to hug and hold him? It's so unfair.
"Yuuri~ can you hurry up?"
"Yes I can."
I turn around to see Yuuri staring at me with a questioning look. Then I realized I was clutching a pillow for dear life while in the fetal position on his bed, and I had been doing so for about five minutes.
"What were you doing" he asks me. I swear I can hear a hint of mocking in his voice.
"Waiting for you." I say, pulling him into a hug. He feels warm, and his damp hair smells so good.
"V-Viktor, I still have to get dressed."
Wait what. I look up and realize that Yuuri is only wearing a towel. Oh my Lord. Be still my gay heart! I immediately look away not wanting to embarrass Yuuri.
"Don't worry, I won't look,"
Ok, so I might be lying to myself by saying that that wasn't the hardest promise to keep in my entire life. When he's done, we head downstairs for dinner.

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I tried to cook. Yuuri told me to make something that doesn't require heat, so that I wouldn't burn the house down. I made salad.
Just as Yuuri and I were about to finish, his sister came over.
"I just wanted to know if you guys wanted anything. Like some salt, or a condom."
I almost spit out my food. Yuuri started choking on water, and his parents stared us down.
"*Cough* What in the hell Mari?!"
"I'm kidding!"
"You're gonna have to explain this to Mom and Dad."
"Worth it!"
And with that she left. I slowly removed my hand from Yuuri's back. We finished eating in silence and went to bed.

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