YOU COULDN'T HAVE been more proud of Yūuri when he placed as second in the final competition. As soon as he was declared as one of the grand winners, you stood up from your seat and yelled his name the loudest you could with tears streaming down your face. It was like a huge brick of relief got thrown at you, and you couldn't have been more happy being hit by it.
You were so tense the whole time, all you could do was watch every performance intently, secretly wishing they'd make a little mistake and increase the chance of your boyfriend to win. It was a bad thought, but hey - you've seen the way Yūuri looks when he skates. It was like a whole new person emerges from him the moment he steps on the ice. You couldn't bear seeing him so disappointed after working so hard with Victor. Last year was bad enough; you and Yūuri didn't need to mourn another loss.
You, Yūuri and Victor agreed to celebrate his achievement back in Japan. Hearing that, you instantly knew why: katsudon. Being his girlfriend, you've seen how he gains a shit-ton of weight, and lose it after a few months to get back in shape. It never failed to surprise you seeing how hot he actually was beneath all the excess fat he gains.
You headed for the parking area as agreed, unable to stop your feet from staying steady. It wasn't hard to spot a possibly gay (but damn hot) Russian man and your boyfriend despite the dim lights around the area. You ran as fast as your wobbly legs could do as soon as your eyes cast on him, putting your sight in some sort of unknown trance. Everything was a hazy blur, everything but Yūuri.
"Yūuri!" You cried, burying your face against his chest. Your arms were wrapped around him tightly as you tried your best to tune off the giddiness you've been experiencing since the awarding of the winners. There was these series of intense urge that you felt in your nerves all over your body, accompanied by the gentle, yet slightly nauseating flutter in your stomach. You didn't know what it was, but it felt good.
"I'm so happy for you," you sobbed, laughing at the same time. "I really am, Yūuri, I've been so nervous and tense I think I'm going to throw up..."
Your boyfriend grabbed your shoulders and pried you off his body. He looked down at your crying face, and wiped your cascading tears away with a gentle flick of his finger.
"I'm really glad that you're here," he spoke softly, leaning in for a long, tender kiss on your cheek. "Because I don't think I'd be this happy if you weren't."
His words warmed your heart like a match setting a pile of dried leaves ablaze. It brought tears to your eyes again, and you began to sob, slightly embarrassed that he was close enough to see everything about your swollen, crying face. You looked like an ugly baby when you cried.
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You grabbed a hold of his hand and cupped it over the side of your cheek, feeling your heart slow down at the familiar touch. It slowly calmed you down until you weren't crying anymore. It was like magic; it took away every negativity fostering inside of you, ensuring you that he could always make you feel better no matter what the circumstances were.
You let out a brittle laugh. "Your hands are cold,"
"I wish I held them before you performed."
Man I wish someone certain was gay, thought Victor as he watched the two of you with a solemn look. He let out a loud sigh, and set aside the pangs his heart felt.
"Yūuri, (Y/N)," he called, checking the time on his wristwatch. A tight smile stretched across his lips as his gaze fell down to the two of you with excitement.
"Let's go home, shall we?"
***
Of course, like what you expected Yūuri would do after a win, you found yourself in his family's diner with a katsudon bowl in front of you. When was the last time you two ate it together? Victor forbade him to eat it unless he won something, and you surely didn't want to make him feel bad by eating some in front of him when he wasn't allowed to. You secretly ate a lot behind his back, and made his family swear to never tell him about it.
You look at Yūuri and wasn't surprised to see him chowing down. He looked so happy eating it, as if he became a little boy all over again who couldn't get enough of pork cutlet bowls.
Watching him made you feel hungry as well, and your stomach made sure you got the message clearly. Without any hesitation, you snapped apart the wooden chopsticks you were given and held both your hands in front of you in a praying position.
"Itadakimasu!~" you chirped, joining Yūuri in his long-awaited savory experience.
Moments later, your boyfriend let out a satisfied sigh as he placed his empty bowl of katsudon down the table he shared with you. Taking advantage of his distracted girlfriend, he fixed his gaze on you with a small smile, enjoying the scene of you happily gorging on your meal silently.
"Enjoying?" He finally asked after a full moment of silence.
"Mhm," you hummed in a muffled tone, too busy stuffing your face with katsudon to take a moment to empty your mouth before replying.
Cute, he thought, chuckling to himself. "I see,"
"I'll never get tired eating katsudon with you, (Y/N)-chan." he gushed, watching your face turn red. He rested both of his arms on the table and watched, a light shade of pink dusting his pale cheeks afterwards.
You placed down your now empty katsudon bowl. "Yūuri-chaaaaan~" you sang playfully. "Let's get fat together - then we'll take cute couple selfies and be two piggies!"
The young man let out a hearty chuckle. He reached for your hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"I love you, (Y/N),"
You felt your face burn at his words. You looked down, feeling shy all of a sudden. You weren't exactly good in handling situations like these with Yūuri, and boy, he sure does like saying those. But time will eventually come, and you'll overcome your shyness with his warm, earnest words.
"I-I love you too..." you mumbled, shifting in your seat awkwardly. "I mean, I always have, so um, yeah..."
Sensing your nervousness, Yūuri let out an amused laugh. He determined to make sure you were going to enjoy the night eating katsudon with him whether you liked it or not. He wanted to give you a good time alone with him, and it was something that the two of you didn't have enough time to do given the current circumstances. Shaking his head, he shot up his hand in the air, and gave you a genuine smile.
"Okaa-san! Seconds please!"
Sure enough, once you decided to call it a night, none of your clothes could fit in anymore.
[ a/n ; so big news! NEW CHARACTERS TO MAKE ONESHOTS ABOUT AHGHSGDDDD
