Two years prior
"Seriously?" Asked Yuri, on the cellphone talking to Yuuri. "Yeah, seriously."
"But he wasn't due for another two weeks."
"I know . . . Came as a shock to us" Yuuri said then chuckled slightly, but Yuri could not make out whether it was a nervous chuckle or a happy one. Maybe a mix of the two.
Yuuri and Viktor, a month or so after marriage had found a surrogate mother so they could had a child that was half biological, like they wanted.
The child was half biological to Viktor, the child himself being Viktor's idea in the first place.
Yuri was the first to be informed and he honestly was ecstatic but of course he didn't show it. He did of course tell them how he was happy for them because he genuinely was, the two deserved a child if it made them happy. Besides, they'd be good parents, hopefully.
"Good luck" Yuri said to the phone.
"Do you want to come, you know, after he's born?" Asked Yuuri.
Yuri wasn't quite expecting this. He was quiet for a few moments before agreeing, curious about this kid.
Yuuri had to hang up due to arriving at the hospital. With a rushed goodbye Yuri hung up and got ready to go out, quickly brushing his hair, teeth and putting on more proper attire.
He got to his car—well Obatek's car to be precise. Obatek was going to drive him because he was yet to get his driver permit.
"Ready?" Asked the other man and Yuri nodded, buckling in. They drove in practically silence if it wasn't for the radio softly playing music.
It had taken about fifteen minutes before the pair had arrived. "I'll stay here, you go in" said Obatek. Yuri nodded, kissed his cheek goodbye and got out of the car.
He went to the desk and got the room that Viktor and Yuuri would be in before heading off into the hallways to find it.
After a five minutes of aimless wandering he stumbled upon the room and quietly walked in saying a, "hello" while at it.
The couple looked up from a bundle of blue in Yuuri's arms to greet the blond who had just walked in.
"Yuri!" Viktor said, "you're here" Yuuri pointed out. Yuri nodded, "mhm."
"I'm assuming you want to see him?" Asked Yuuri, giving Yuri a kind smile. Hesitantly Yuri nodded and Yuuri got up and handed the child to Yuri.
The blond held the infant carefully, a warmer look in his eyes than usually.
"Yuri, you're smiling" Viktor happily pointed out.
That smile melted back to a scowl, that was, of course, until the infant started to babble incoherent baby speech and the smile returned.
"Uh what's his name?" Asked Yuri, turning to the parents of the baby.
"Quinn James nikiforov—Katsuki" said Yuuri. Yuri nodded and that small smile grew slightly, examining the child's features.
Quinn had silver hair just as his father yet a mix of green and brown eyes from the surrogate mother. The facial features were sharp-ish, more of less elf-like. The kid had a shining smile that Yuri realized only young kids had.
He'd probably grow up to be handsome like Viktor—just . . . Don't tell Viktor that Yuri said that, or you'd be chop liver. Yuri had no attraction towards Viktor, he could just respect a handsome man, got it?
Anyway, the kid reached out his small hands, as if trying to grab Yuri's semi-long hair.
"Say, who is this kid's godparents?"
The couple turned to each other, nodding slightly.
"Would you be The Godfather?" Asked Yuuri.
"Me?" He sounded genuinely surprised. Who'd want a badmouthed, rude, scowling, fifteen—almost sixteen year old to be some kid's godparent?
"Yes, you. You're young so you got a lot of life, besides, if anything happened you'd probably be overaged anyway."
"Still . . ." Yuri said.
"Also, I mean, he'd probably want to be with his uncle a lot too."
Uncle?
"Uncle?" Asked Yuri.
Yuuri nodded and his face seemed flustered slightly out of embarrassment. "When you're close with someone and the child will be around you a lot probably some people call them the 'uncle' of the child."
"Who said we were close?" Yuri asked, raising an eyebrow at the two. Viktor broke in, tilting his head, "Yuri, we all know—" "yeah, fine, we're close, I'll be the kid's godparent" said Yuri quickly, he didn't want a whole conversation on how close the three were and why.
"Great!" Viktor said.
"Yeah . . . Great" Yuri concluded.
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This isn't the best, I know, I tried, the next chapter will be longer, and we'll actually get into the babysitting part of the story.