AUTHOR'S NOTE: Day 2 of The Twelve Days of Yuri on Ice! This one is slightly more holiday themed. Hope you enjoy!

ALSO HOW ARE YOU GUYS DEALING WITH LAST NIGHT'S EPISODE I AM SO PROUD OF YURIO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH MY SON.

Ahem…anyway.

Yes, enjoy!

And thank you to Pearl-Posts and mabver321 for reviewing the first day! :-D

Dedicated to Procrastinatingismyforte, Empress BloodRose, CrystalGem18, ponyta-lyoko-warrior, LaidyFeenix, Pearl-Posts, kallen10, bstarqueen and Apollo Child1512.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yuri on Ice. Sadly. Would be even gayer if I did though, I assure you.

Day 2 – Christmas Sweater

"Mom? You know how to knit right?"

Hiroko turned around to look at her son and nodded, smiling as usual. "Indeed I do! Remember how I used to knit you and your sister sweaters for Christmas every year?"

"Exactly!" Yuuri's eye sparkled with excitement. "Do you think you could teach me?"

"Teach you to knit? Well, of course dear, I'd love to, but why?" Hiroko asked.

A slightly evil looking glint appeared in her son's eye, causing Hiroko to become worried.

"Well…I have a plan for Viktor's Christmas present this year," Yuuri began to explain…

It was the first of December, two months after Yuuri had first asked his mother to teach him how to knit, and Yuuri was very pleased with the result. He had never seen an uglier sweater in his entire life.

The reason behind this was that Viktor had, in Yuuri's opinion, become far too cocky. He was certain he was always right about everything, and the thing that annoyed Yuuri the most was that the majority of the time that was true.

However Yuuri had decided to try and catch him out this time. When Yuuri had made Viktor chocolates for Valentine's Day he had been so worried that Viktor wouldn't like them. Viktor had said he'd always love anything Yuuri got him, and while Yuuri had taken comfort in those words at the time he was now determined to prove him wrong.

Enter the ugly sweater. It was bright red, blue and green and had an extremely messy reindeer's face in the centre of it. Yuuri chuckled to himself. Viktor had mentioned that he'd always wanted a Christmas sweater but he probably didn't see himself acquiring one like this!

Yuuri heard the door open and quickly hid the sweater. This year the two were staying at Viktor's apartment in Russia for the holidays. It was only the first of December but they'd been here for a few days as Viktor wanted to show Yuuri around and get him used to Russian traditions at Christmas time. As they'd spend the previous Christmas at Yuuri's family's inn it seemed only fair, and Yuuri was looking forward to it. But right now he was more looking forward to seeing Viktor's reaction to the sweater.

"Yuuri! I'm home!" Viktor called as he shut the door behind him, kicking off his boots and hanging his scarf up while Makkachin ran past Yuuri into the living room.

"Welcome back," Yuuri called, sticking his head into the hallway to grin at Viktor. "I have a surprise for you in here!"

Viktor raised his eyebrows and smiled. "A surprise? How intriguing. May I ask for a clue?"

Yuuri thought for a moment before answering. "It's something you've been asking about for a while."

A slow smile spread over Viktor's face. "Oh really?" he said suggestively.

Yuuri blushed bright red when he realised what Viktor was probably thinking about. "N…not that!"

Viktor burst out laughing as he walked up to Yuuri. "I was just teasing," he promised as he bent down to kiss Yuuri on the nose. "Okay, so what is it?"

Yuuri retrieved the sweater from its hiding place but hid it behind his back. Makkachin came over to sniff at it but even he ran away from it. Yuuri smirked slightly, confident that this was going to work.

"Well…Viktor, do you remember how you told me you really wanted a holiday sweater this year?"

Viktor's eyes started to light up. "Yeeeeeees?"

"And do you remember when I made you chocolates for Valentine's Day and was worried you wouldn't like them and you told me you'd always like anything I got you?"

Viktor was beginning to look slightly confused now. "…Yes?"

"And do you remember how recently you've been insanely cocky and annoying and saying you're never wrong?"

Now Viktor huffed in annoyance. "I don't always say I'm never wrong. Look Yuuri, what's going on?"

Yuuri grinned once more before whipping the ugly sweater out and holding it up for Viktor to see. "Tah dah! I made it for you! And it is absolutely awful so there is no way you can say you like it. I win!"

Viktor was staring at the sweater dumbstruck. His mouth was hanging open but no sound was coming out. Yuuri chuckled under his breath. There was no way Viktor could possibly-

"I love it!"

Yuuri froze for a moment before peeking around the sweater to stare at Viktor. He had the biggest smile on his face and his eyes were sparkling like a child on Christmas day.

"You…wait, what?" Yuuri managed to say before Viktor scooped him up in a huge hug, causing him to drop the sweater.

"You made it for me?!" Viktor gushed as he held Yuuri tightly. "I didn't know you could knit!"

"I…I asked my mom to teach me," Yuuri admitted slowly.

Viktor pulled back from the hug and stared into Yuuri's eyes. "You asked your mother to teach you just because you knew how much I wanted a Christmas sweater?"

"Well, actually…" Yuuri was about to explain once again that he'd just wanted to prove Viktor wrong but he got distracted by Viktor pulling his shirt off and bending down to pick up the sweater.

"I am never taking this off!" Viktor declared proudly, easily slipping the sweater on over his head. The sleeves were a bit too long but that seemed to make Viktor even more excited as he waved his arms about, the extra bits of the sleeves flapping along too. Yuuri couldn't help but laugh at how happy Viktor seemed, even though his plan hadn't worked at all.

"Well, you can't wear it all the time," Yuuri reasoned. "You'll have to take it off sometimes."

"Nope!" Viktor shook his head like a stubborn child. "I'm going to sleep in it, I'm going to skate in it, I'm going to do everything in it." He walked back over to Yuuri and his smile and gaze became more gentle. "You took the time to make this for me… Yuuri, I love it."

Yuuri sighed lightly but he smiled. "That really wasn't the point of it…but I guess I'm glad you like it."

Viktor chuckled softly before brushing his lips over Yuuri's for just a few seconds.

"I bought all the ingredients to make beef stroganoff," Viktor said once he'd pulled away. "You want to help me?"

"Okay," Yuuri nodded happily as Viktor walked back to the front door to get the bags of shopping he'd left there. Catching Makkachin's eye from where he was curled up on the couch looking very judgemental he slumped slightly.

Oh well. Maybe Viktor was always right after all.

AN: We'll just let Viktor think he's always right :-P

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Please review and come back tomorrow for the next one!