Yuuri's first thought when he looked at that the little blue plus sign must be a mistake. Of course, it wasn't. This was the fourth one he'd taken today, and the eighth one he'd taken in the last two days.
He was already feeling a little bad that he wasn't thrilled or something, but he was too stunned at the moment.
A baby. He was going to have Victor's baby. In less than a year, they would be parents. The idea really wasn't sinking in for Yuuri. Children had always been a vague topic between them, something they kept saying that they might consider at a future date. Really though, they had been so busy with their careers that children hadn't been on Yuuri's radar. Maybe that was why the idea that he was pregnant was more stunning than alarming or exciting.
More than anything, he wanted Victor to be home so they could talk. Without a doubt, Victor would know just what to say and do to make this better. Just being around Victor would probably be enough to snap Yuuri out of this stunned feeling he was having. Sadly, Victor wasn't due back for another week.
Ever since retiring from figure skating, Victor had been holding workshops worldwide and was in very high demand of course. Yuuri usually accompanied him, and he either held his own workshops or combined with Victor. However, Yuuri's father had damaged his knee lately and so this time Yuuri had to stay home to help with the family business.
Speaking of which, Yuuri had been hard at work all day and it was time for a nice relaxing shower. As for the baby… well that could be put off for now.
Yuuri stepped out of the shower, feeling much better. Wrapping a towel around himself, he stepped into the bedroom to find where they'd left the hair dryer. They'd only been this apartment for a couple of months and things still tended to get misplaced easily. Giving up their home in Russia had been hard, but after Yuuri had turned thirty this year, he'd decided to retire and help out more at the hot springs. Victor loved Japan and ironically, it was Yuuri who missed Russia the most.
Suddenly, the bedroom door, which Yuuri had closed out of habit though he was alone, banged open and Victor grinned. Yuuri shot a foot in the air, screaming.
"I'm home!" Victor declared, beaming, not concerned at all he'd given Yuuri a heart attack.
"Why are you here?" Yuuri demanded, clutching his towel to himself and trying to calm the pounding of his heart.
Victor pulled a little pout, "You're supposed to say 'welcome home husband'." He said in perfect Japanese. He'd taken much more pains to learn Japanese than Yuuri had taken to learn Russian.
"I might have said it if you didn't scare me." Yuuri chided, spying the hairdryer and brush on his nightstand.
Rocking back on his heels and sulking, Victor whimpered a little, "Don't you even care that I came home?"
Even though he was annoyed, Yuuri couldn't help but quirk a smile, he was weak to Victor pouting. He quickly hid his smile and tried to hold out a little longer, not wanting to give Victor too easy of a win. "Well it's fine that you're home. Now you can paint the guest room like you promised me you would before you left." Yuuri ran the brush through wet hair, making sure there weren't any tangles.
Victor made a tsk sound with his tongue over Yuuri's cold manner. He put a thoughtful finger to his lips and then smirked, "I know what this is," He sauntered into the room, the way that only Victor could, "My Yuuri was feeling lonely all this time and now he's giving me the cold shoulder."
Yuuri huffed a little, pretending that his pulse didn't leap when Victor smirked at him like that. "Not really."
Leaning over Yuuri's lap, Victor got close and whispered low, "I know I missed you." Victor was close enough that Yuuri could feel the heat of his skin.
"Well maybe I missed you a little." Yuuri admitted, feeling mesmerized by those dazzling blue eyes.
"Just a little?" Victor put his fingers under Yuuri's chin and one knee on the bed next to Yuuri.
Watching Victor's luscious lips, Yuuri was tempted to admit the truth but that would ruin the game that they both liked too much. He leaned back, scooting further back onto the bed. "Only a little. The time really flew by, I hardly noticed you were gone." Yuuri kept teasing.
Victor smiled, crawling onto the bed and chasing after Yuuri, "Is that why you laid out my clothes to sleep in tonight?" Victor indicated the t-shirt and pair of shorts that Yuuri already had pulled out and waiting on the hope chest at the bottom of the bed. Just as Victor had noticed, Yuuri planned to wear Victor's clothes tonight to comfort himself.
Yuuri bit his lip a little, not able to think of a comeback for that. He scooted further away on the bed but Victor had grabbed the corner of his towel so when Yuuri moved, his towel was pulled off and he was left naked.
Pouncing on Yuuri, Victor pinned Yuuri to the bed with a grin. Yuuri laughed, unable to pretend anymore that he wasn't overjoyed to have Victor home.
Victor kissed Yuuri's forehead and then his cheeks before finally giving him a proper kiss on the lips.
He pulled away, still smiling, "You did miss me." He declared.
"Of course I did." Yuuri put his arms around Victor and pulled him back for another kiss.
They kissed slowly at first, both of them just content to be together. However, it wasn't long before Yuuri felt a growing warmth inside of him and he slipped his fingers under Victor's shirt.
Victor pulled his shirt off with a little chuckle, he started kissing Yuuri's neck, no doubt leaving a little mark or two.
With a moan of pleasure, Yuuri's spine bowed against the bed and he turned his head to offer more of his neck to his husband. He put his fingers in Victor's silver hair, thankful that Victor had grown it out a little more, it was to his shoulders by now.
"If you moan like that I can't go slow, Yuuri." Victor muttered, his teeth scraping along Yuuri's collarbone.
"Good." Yuuri laughed a little breathlessly, "I don't want slow."
The Russian looked up at Yuuri with a twinkle in his eyes, "Then what are you waiting for?"
Laughing, Yuuri crawled out from under Victor to grab the lube out of the nightstand. He heard Victor quickly pulling off his pants and underwear. Victor threw the clothes off the bed and while he was turned the other way, Yuuri tackled him, pushing him down on the bed.
They landed with Yuuri on top of Victor, and knocking the breath out of both of them. Giggling, they touched one another, kissing and caressing, until they were both hard and wanting. Victor gave Yuuri's ass a swat and flipped them over. Taking the lube from Yuuri, Victor spread a little on his fingers.
"Open up for me, my darling husband." Victor's eyes were still dancing with joy but his voice was full of lust.
Laying on his back, Yuuri happily parted his legs for Victor. He still blushed a little when he did so, it seemed no matter how much time passed he would always be slightly embarrassed, but he no longer had to completely hide his face during this step. Which was a very lucky thing, because the way Victor licked his lips as he fingered Yuuri open was so erotic there were times that Yuuri thought he could come from that look alone.
Before long, Yuuri was quite wet and open. His fingers had balled in the bedsheets.
"Please, Victor. I need it now." Yuuri whimpered.
Victor cursed in Russian, as he often did in bed, "Do you have any idea of how sexy you are?" He kissed Yuuri before the other could respond.
Their kiss was hot and messy, before Victor pulled back and started to line himself up with Yuuri's hole.
"Condom." He realized suddenly, frowning and cursing more as he reached for the nightstand.
With a little blush, Yuuri wrapped his legs around Victor's waist and held him still. "Forget about it."
A silver eyebrow arched, "Are you sure?"
Nodding, Yuuri kissed Victor's cheek, "I can't wait anymore."
Victor smiled briefly, kissing Yuuri's lips again. He entered him swiftly. In the beginning of their relationship, Victor's long and thick shape had been hard for Yuuri to even take, but now Victor slipped in and the fit felt perfect for them both.
Barely giving Yuuri time to catch his breath, Victor began to move. On his knees, Victor held Yuuri's legs open and established a hard and fast pace that made both of them moan.
The prime reason they'd got an apartment even moving back to Yuuri's hometown was because of their love life. Neither of them really were masters of quiet sex, especially when Victor was pounding Yuuri into their mattress.
"Victor." Yuuri ran his nails down Victor's chest, "I'm so close." He panted.
Victor smirked and started twisting his hips a little, working Yuuri's sweet spot. "You can't come just yet my little katsudon." He took a grip on Yuuri's leaking member, holding it a little too tight for comfort.
Yuuri yelped, pain an pleasure blurring for him, "Why?" He whined.
"Welcome me home and tell me you missed me." Victor demanded.
Tossing his head a little on the bed Yuuri's eyes watered with the building pressure of his impending orgasm. "Welcome home husband, I missed you." Yuuri tried to say it, his words almost shouted between gasps of air.
Victor's pace fell out of rhythm and he leaned down to kiss Yuuri. Their tongues met and Victor finally released Yuuri. With a moan of pleasure, Yuuri came hard, his vision turning white as he totally lost all focus on the world.
Distantly, he could feel Victor coming right after him, filling up Yuuri with his sperm and calling Yuuri's name.
Slowly, the world came back together and Yuuri realized he was tucked in Victor's arms. He smiled at his husband and kissed him lightly.
"I love you." Yuuri said softly.
Victor grinned at him, "I love you." He rolled back on top of Yuuri, "Let me show you how much."
Two more rounds and a shower later they were back in bed, both falling asleep, curled up against each other.
"Oh," Yuuri realized that he'd missed something earlier, "Why did you come home so soon? You had another week to go I thought?"
Victor sighed a little and sat up, switching on the bedside lamp, "Well I came back because I need to tell you something." He ran a hand through his hair and frowned a little.
Yuuri also sat up, "Yeah, there is something I should tell you as well. But you go first." He smiled, taking Victor's hand.
"Ah…" Victor hesitated, "I'm a little unsure about this, maybe you should go first."
"Alright…" Yuuri tried to clear his throat a couple times, he still hadn't quite worked out the best way to say this. "The truth is, I'm pregnant." As soon as the word had fallen off Yuuri's lips, Yuuri felt relieved and for the first time he was excited about the news.
Victor's face was the perfect expression of shock however, he seemed totally stunned. His astonishment lasted long enough that Yuuri was almost worried. However, Victor finally grinned and began to laugh, pulling Yuuri into his arms.
"My dear, sweet, wonderful, amazing husband!" Victor began peppering Yuuri's face with kisses.
Giggling at Victor's affection, Yuuri grinned, also beginning to feel very happy about the news. "You don't mind?" Yuuri asked.
"Mind? Of course not! It's perfect!" Victor squeezed Yuuri, clearly delighted. He paused for a moment though and gave Yuuri a curious look, "Do you mind?"
Yuuri looked away for a moment, "I don't think so. It's not planned of course. But I always thought that someday we might be parents." He looked back up at Victor, "I am a little worried I suppose, but that's not that unusual for me." Yuuri joked.
"True." Victor smiled, he rubbed Yuuri's back a little, "I know we never really talked about having children but I think it will be amazing." He encouraged.
Snuggling into Victor's arms, Yuuri began to believe him, "I hope so." He put a hand over his middle, thinking for the first time about the child growing there.
They both began to doze again, Victor finally tucking them both in bed but keeping his hold on Yuuri.
Just before sleep took him for the second time, Yuuri sat up a little.
"Wait a moment, you still didn't share your news." Yuuri poked Victor's hairline, trying to get his husband to open his eyes.
Victor slowly smiled sleepily, his eyes fluttering open, "Well, simply put, my news is the same as yours. I'm pregnant." He said with a chuckle before falling soundly sleep.