Setting: Christmas Eve
Yurri Katsuki POV
"I don't know what to get Viktor…."
"Really? You've been together for a year, and you still have no idea what he wants?"
"Well…. I do KNOW what he wants. However, I am not sure how to go about giving it to him."
Phichit looked his old rink mate up and down.
"What does he want?"
I blush trying to hide it from Phichit and have no luck.
"YURRI! That's not hard to give Unless you are STILL unsure about his feelings?"
*Sigh*
I find myself staring at my hands, the beautiful, gold promise ring glistening, a constant reminder that I truly know what Viktor would want for his birthday, yet I am afraid… Why?
"I know it's not that hard for him, I'm just a nerd, and overthink things too much."
"You're right."
"Yeah….HEY don't agree with me! That's rude, and you're supposed to be supportive!"
"I am, you just can't see that."
I stare down at my hands, which seem to have tangled themselves together. As much as I didn't want to admit it, Phichit was right.
"I couldn't win him the gold, even after all of his training…"
Phichit leaned over and pinched my leg.
"Ouch!" I rubbed the place that Phichit had pinched. "Why!?"
"Stop with the woe is me! If Viktor had truly been disappointed in you would, he had even stayed in your life?"
I stared at Phichit. He's so supportive of my romance with Viktor. Phichit has, and always has been my best friend through all the tough times. It would be dumb to start shirking his advice now.
"No, you're right… I should just go for it. It's what I want, and what Viktor wants… tomorrow I'll do it tomorrow..."
"That's great!"
I say goodbye to Phichit as he leaves the apartment, closing the door I press my back up against and take a deep breath.
"I can do this…"
I went into Viktor's office, sat down at the computer and after spending what felt like a lifetime on the internet I managed to find a Russian recipe that called for our favorite ingredients, Pork.
