Yuuri turned in his sleep, reaching his arm to drape across the sleeping dog next to him. Makkachin had been sleeping with him the last few days since Viktor has been gone. He had such a hard time sleeping without Viktor. He never would have imagined how much he needed this man in life.

He missed the soft snores that filled his ears all night. He missed Viktor's sliver locks covering the entire pillow. He missed waking up in the middle of the night and just watching him sleep. With each time Viktor left, it got a little easier though, especially now that Makkachin was jumping in bed with him.

He didn't sleep long though and a few moments after turning over, he sat up in his bed. He yawned loudly, stretching his arms out over his head. He ran a hand though his bed head before reaching over to grab his glasses and his phone. He had a few text messages from Viktor.

Viktor N. (12:45 am): He got a 92.25 on the free skate.

Viktor N. (1:15 am): Right now he is tied to get third. There's 2 more skaters though.

Viktor N (2:00 am): Just missed third place by a few points. I'm still proud of him. He did a good job but of course he is upset. Another skater told me he is crying in the locker room. Sounds awfully familiar right? Lol.

Viktor N (2:01 am) I am going to comfort him. Ill call you in the morning and tell you what happens. I love you. Sleep well.

Yuuri had a permanent grin on his face as he read though the text messages. He placed his phone back down on the bed and climbed out of bed. He looked around their room a second. Viktor's clothes and shoes were scattered all over the floor. He packed last minute again and left a mess everywhere. He shook his head a bit. He stretched out his legs a bit before walking towards the kitchen. He looked down at everything in the hallway.

They had just finished putting up the last of the décor in the house, trying to make it as homey as they could. Now, the hallway was covered in pictures from their lives over the past years. The walls were in pictures of both of their families, friends, and even pictures of Makkachin. Here were also a few framed articles from newspapers from around the world. He smiled as he looked across them. He noticed a set of pictures at the end of the hallway. He had never seen those there before. He stopped in a front the group of pictures at the end of the hallways. His breath caught in his throat.

It was their wedding pictures.

He didn't know Viktor had put them up yet. He kept talking about getting them framed for months but he never saw them so he assumed he forgot. He must have been too busy sulking around the house to notice them on the wall.

The first picture was Yuuri's entire family, including Minako, happily smiling in their formal clothes with Yuuri in the middle. The second picture was filled to the brim with Yuuri's and Viktor's friends and old rink mates. Yuuri laughed bit looking at everyone's pose, remembering that picture like it happened yesterday.

Phichit wanted to be in center next to Yuuri. He begged everyone until they finally let him in the center and he had the biggest smile on his face. Yurio was standing next to Victor. His normal crass and angry demeanor had been in full force for the entire wedding but it seemed in this one picture, he actually looked happy for them. His blond hair was pulled out his eyes and he had the slightest smile. He stood almost as tall as Viktor in that picture. He had really grown into a great man.

The next picture was with Yuuri and his parents. He felt the tears burning behind his eyes as he looked over it. They were so happy for him. He couldn't have asked for better parents. Never once did they judge him for wanting to be with Viktor. They helped with everything, making sure he and Viktor had the wedding of their dreams.

The next picture was of Yuuri and Viktor. Yuuri's hair was slicked back, per usual, wearing a navy blue suit with a sliverish bow tie around his neck. Viktor's wore a clean white suit with a blue bow tie, his hair just touching his shoulders. Viktor was standing slightly behind Yuuri and had both hands on Yuuri's waist. Yuuri, standing in front had an entire bouquet of the blue roses, leaning back against Viktor's chest. It took Viktor 20 minutes to convince Yuuri to take that picture. He thought it was too much like a teenage prom photo but Viktor whined about how cute it would look and everyone agreed. It didn't look as bad as he thought it did. It was a pleasant surprise.

The last, and the biggest picture out of the group, made Yuuri blush a deep red. He couldn't help but smile though. It was one of the best pictures of them. They were looking deep into each other's eyes. Viktor was holding Yuuri gently, one arm around his waist, his hand resting in the small of his back. His other arm wrapped loosely around his shoulder, holding him close. Yuuri had one hand resting in Viktor's broad shoulder, holding a single blue rose the other wrapping around his back, his fingers gently caressing his spine.

Their smiles were so bright and their eyes were still wet from tears. But they couldn't have been any happier. Anyone who looked at this picture could clearly tell how much they truly loved each other.

He wiped the few tears that escaped from his eyes and walked away from the pictures. Once he got to the kitchen, he looked at the clock and sighed. He spent the whole night tossing and turning and it caused him to oversleep.

"I don't have long before class starts." He said to his himself as he opened the fridge to look for something to eat. There was leftover curry from the other night. Maybe he would eat that. But there was also there was the Chicken Kiev cooked before he left. He stared at the two dishes in front of him. He decided on the Chicken Kiev. He grabbed a plate and served himself the leftovers and popped it in the microwave for a few minutes.

As his food was cooking, he decided to straighten up the kitchen. They recently moved into his bigger apartment and he was still getting used to how much space there was. The loud beeping of the microwave startled him. He quickly retrieved his food and sat down to enjoy his pseudo breakfast.

He got to the rink a little early today. He wanted to give himself enough time to warm himself up at his pace. He knew the kids today were going to be rowdy since they had just started a break from school. He needed to mentally prepare himself for the onslaught of requests to do combination spins he hadn't even attempted to do in years now.

He slipped on his skates and carefully tied them. He could hear Yuko yelling at the triplets in the back. He let a small smile grace his lips as he finished tying his skates. He heard footsteps from behind him and he turned to see Nishigori standing above him.

"You're here early this morning. Something wrong?" Nishigori asked, putting his hand on Yuuri's shoulder. Yuuri shook his head and flashed a small smile.

"Everything's okay. I just didn't sleep well last night so I decided to come here. I really don't like being in that big apartment alone." He said quietly, standing up straight and starting to rotate his shoulders to loosen them up.

"Ah. You're still not used to Viktor being gone huh? I understand. You guys have been practically inseparable for years and now he's coaching again and has to leave to go the competitions and you haven't been able to adjust to being alone again. I get it." The larger man said, rubbing Yuuri's shoulder softly. "You'll be fine. He should be coming back soon and then you can cuddle to your hearts content." He joked.

Yuuri cracked a smile and nodded. "You are right. Thanks Nishigori."

"No problem buddy. Now go get warmed up. The kids will be here soon to wear you out. You know those 7 years olds really push your buttons." he said, patting his back. Yuuri stood up and walked over to the ice, taking off his guards before skating to the center of the ice.

He took a few lazy laps around the perimeter of the rink before speeding up and getting his blood pumping.

Before he knew it, the kids started arriving. All the benches were filled with young kids laughing and joking around as they put on their skates. Yuuri stood in the center of the ice with a smile. He really did love what he was doing.

"Okay guys, lets hurry onto the ice so we can warm up together! We have some extra special stuff to do today." He yelled out.

"Yes sir!" they said, some in unison, some a little late. Soon, all the kids were making their way onto the ice, taking a few laps to start their warm up.

"Don't be lazy when it comes to your warm up! If you are not properly stretched and ready to go, you could seriously hurt yourself." He said, skating slowly next to the group of children. After their warm up, the lined up in from of Yuuri, waiting impatiently to find out what lesson they were learning today.

"Today, we are going to learn the basics of a spin. How many have you know what that is?"

Most of kids around him raised their hands, leaving some of the ones who didn't know to shy away and look away. He smiled gently. "It's okay if you don't know. I didn't know a lot of things when I first started either. I did ballet before I started skating so I came into this knowing absolutely nothing. So don't be embarrassed if you don't know what a certain move is. You will learn. We will learn together!" he said, cheerily to the group. The kids perked up and looked up at him with a smile.

"Show us a spin!"

"Yeah! Spin for us!"

"We want to see how you do it!"

"Do a combination spin please sensei!"

Soon the entire class erupted into begging Yuuri to do a spin for them. He sighed deeply and ran a hand though his hair. He knew he wasn't going to get away with not doing it. Good thing he prepared for this.

"Fine. Fine. I'll do a spin. But I don't want any of you guys copying what I do just yet. You could hurt yourself okay?"

All the kids nodded in agreement and skated back against the wall wanting to give Yuuri some room. He shook his head and took a few laps around the rink to warm his legs up again. A small smile formed on his lips as he readied himself to start his combination spin. He took a deep breath, launching himself into a flying camel spin then slowly transitioning into a sit spin. All the kids gasped, the chatter erupted right away. After he spent some time in a sit spin, he made his way back up quickly to end a upright spin. He was spinning faster than he had in years. Maybe it was because of the pressure from the kids. Maybe the fact he had been practicing more. Maybe because he felt the need to show the kids what they could do. Whatever it was, it was surly enough to keep him going. He continued in the fast upright spin for a while before slowing down to a near stop, hands gracefully falling to each side of his body.

All the kids started cheering and yelling. They all surrounded him, giving him hugs and telling him how cool he was. He couldn't help but smile and pull them all into a group hug for a moment.

"Beautiful, Yuuri. Just like I remembered."

The familiar voice shook him up for a moment. He stood up and looked over to see Viktor leaning against the edge of the wall, his head in his hands. Yuuri smile reached from ear to ear at this point. The kids knew right away what that meant. They all moved from in front of him, giving him room to move. Yuuri skated as fast as he could over to him, right into Viktor's open arms. Viktor nearly pulled him over the wall that stood between them. He leaned in slowly, pressing his lips against Yuuri's. The kids quickly reacted, turning their heads and giggling. Yuuri pulled away and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Why are you back so soon?" Yuuri asked, confused.

"I couldn't bare another sleepless night without you. So, Kurio and I left right after all the festivities last night. We just landed not too long ago." Viktor said, running his fingers across Yuuri's back. "I saw what time it was and I knew you would be here. I wanted to surprise you."

"Well you did. I really wasn't expecting you home for at least another day. I didn't even get a chance to clean up." Yuuri rambled on. Viktor silenced him with a quick kiss. Yuuri face suddenly got very hot.

"Don't worry about it. Now, go finish your class. I'll see you when you get home." He said, kissing his forehead before letting go. Yuuri nodded and skated back to the group of awaiting kids.

"Everyone tell Viktor bye!" Yuuri said to the group of kids, smiling brightly.

"Bye Viktor-san!" they all said in unison, waving goodbye to Viktor. He turned around a waved back to the kids before exiting the building. Yuuri waved as well, blowing a small kiss to him while he wasn't looking.

The remainder of the class ran smoothly. The kids were cooperating with the lesson and learning quickly. Yuuri's smiled was plastered on his face the entire time. He just couldn't wait to get home to Viktor.

Yuuri unlocked the door and stepped inside, dropping his bag on the floor next to him. "I am home!" he announced, pulling off his shoes by the entrance. A savory smell filled his nose immediately, making his mouth water. He hadn't eaten since he woke up this morning and his class wore him out to near exhaustion. He made his way into the kitchen, finding Viktor in from of the stove, stirring a pot in front of him. He turned towards Yuuri, showing off his blue half apron that draped around his nimble hips.

"Welcome home!" he said, walking over to greet him with a kiss. Yuuri smiled though the blush on his cheeks. Viktor returned to stirring the food boiling in the pot in front of him.

"Shouldn't I be the one doing this? You were the one gone for nearly a week." Yuuri explain, walking up behind Viktor, looking to see what he was cooking for dinner. It smelled delicious.

"No no. All I did was stand around watching Kurio and eat for an entire week. You on the other hand, have had a much harder week than I did." He said, looking down at the boiling liquid. "Plus, you do something like this every time I come home from a competition. Can't I spoil you every once in a while?" he asked, looking up to meet Yuuri's gaze. Yuuri leaned in slowly and gave him a quick, but sensual kiss.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Now go get changed. Dinner will be done soon."

Yuuri happily obliged and headed back to their bedroom. The clothes and shoes that once riddled the floor before he had left were gone. The floor had looked freshly vacuumed and the bed was even made. Yuuri couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "Oh Viktor…" he said to himself, changing into his pajamas.

He came back out to find Viktor waiting patiently for him at the table which was adorned with candles, flowers, and 2 full glasses of wine. He smiled softly and shook his head at him. "You are too much. You know that right?" he said, sitting down in the chair next to Viktor.

"Of course I do. I wouldn't be your husband if I didn't" he pointed out, leaning over to give a kiss on the cheek. Yuuri turned his head and gave a him a quick peck on the lips.

"Thank you again." He said softly against his lips. Viktor smiled and pulled away, grabbing his glass of wine.

It was pretty quiet for while while they were eating; the only sound being the clanking noises of the sliver wear hitting the sides of the bowls. Yuuri had finished half his glass of wine before opening his mouth to finally break the chain of silence.

"I saw the wedding pictures in the hallway. When did you do that?" he asked quietly, taking a spoonful of the soup into his mouth.

"They came in right before I left. I put them up with the intention of seeing your face when you finally noticed but that's okay. Ill just find another way to see it." He joked, sipping from his glass.

"I was shocked to see them all up there. I was looking though the album a while ago and thinking that some of those pictures would looks great in a frame. Seems like you read my mind." Yuuri explained.

"I did it because I saw you looking in the album. The look on your face as you were remembering that day was so precious. I had to find a way to see that face everyday. That's when I decided to get some of them done."

Yuuri's face flushed pink once more. He nervously shoved the rest of the food into his mouth and put the bowl in the sink. "That was great dinner. Thank you." He said, slightly bowing to him before walking out the room. He didn't want Viktor to see him all riled up over his comment. He would have thought after all these years, he would be able to control himself a little better but alas, Viktor had quite the pull on his emotions.

As he was heading to their room, he stopped by the pictures once more. He couldn't help but look and reminisce on the memories flooding in his mind. He looked down at his wedding ring, smiling at the memories it brought back. He soon felt a pair of hands around his waist and he smiled. Viktor laid his head on Yuuri's shoulder and looked at the pictures as well.

"They turned out really nice. I was worried having some of these bigger than others would make the others less important. But I was wrong. They are beautiful together. Like us." He said carefully into Yuuri's awaiting ear.

"Yeah. Like us." Yuuri repeated, placing his hands on top of Viktor's. They took a few more moments to look at the collection of pictures. Yuuri turned his head slightly to meet Viktors eyes.

"Lets head to bed. I finally can get a good night's sleep in tonight."

Viktor agreed and locked fingers with Yuuri's, heading to their bedroom. Viktor took off his shirt and changed into a pair of sweatpants he found in a nearby drawer. He climbed into bed and held his arms out, inviting Yuuri to cuddle with him. Yuuri followed him quickly, laying his head on top of his chest, resting one of his hands behind Viktor's neck and the other laying carefully on his chest, next to his face. Viktor, wrapped one of his arms around his waist, holding him as close as he could; the other hands continuously running though Yuuri's hair, lulling his lover into a deep sleep. Soon, Yuuri's sleeping breaths filled his ears, calming him down enough to relax

He could tell that Yuuri has was exhausted. He always felt bad leaving him for so long now that he was coaching again. Yuuri was always put on a strong face for him, wanting Viktor to live to his life to its fullest extent. But Yuuri was an open book and it was easy to tell that he hadn't been taking it as well as he wished he could.

To be fair, Viktor was just as bad without Yuuri. In the week he had been gone, he only slept one full night. The rest he spent tossing and turning until he decided it wasn't worth trying to sleep. He would call Yuuri every night, making sure he always heard his voice before bed. He never realized how much he needed Yuuri until he started traveling again. Viktor was just always a little bit better at hiding his emotions than Yuuri was.

Viktor closed his eyes and took a deep breath, relaxing his arms around his husband's waist. He gave Yuuri a kiss on the top of the head.

"Good night my love. Sleep well...I love you." He said, mimicking the same words he told Yuuri over the phone every night. He laid a few gentle kisses atop his sleeping head. He rested both of his arms around Yuuri's waist and let Yuuri's breathing put him to sleep.