Disclaimer: I don't own Yuri! on Ice.
Victor was addicted to physical contact. Especially when the contact happened between him and Yuuri. It happened for the first time in Hasetsu when Victor touched his chin. His skin was soft and slim and it smelled so good that Victor had to hold himself back or he would have leaned close to him and would have breathed in its scent.
Now, they had been married for two years, but it did not change a bit. He usually found his hand wondering to Yuuri's hips without any particular reason just to touch it. Yuuri still blushed like a little school girl – just like he did at the beginning in that room in Yu-topia. Victor loved seeing that blush spreading across his face. Yuuri looked extremely cute no matter what, but with that blush he was the cutest human being on earth!
After a hard day of practice, they were lying on the sofa, cuddling to each other. Yuuri rested his head on Victor's chest, whose arms were around his waits and back, pulling him as close as possible. Yuuri's hair tickled Victor's nose, so he sneezed a little. When he heard Yuuri's small – too cute for this world – laughter, a pretended frown appeared on his face.
"Laughing because of the suffering of your elders is not a good thing, Yuuri" A few years ago, Yuuri would have tensed and become totally flustered because of his tone, but right then, he looked up at Victor with a challenging expression on his face. Victor felt as his face became red. He knew that expression really well.
"What are you planning to do about it, Vitya?" Yuuri whispered against his lips before placing a kiss on them. He only used his nickname when he wanted to seduce him – and he succeeded ten times out of ten.
"Maybe creating a new practice plan would be a good punishment." Yuuri pouted. That was not the answer he had excepted. Victor knew how big his stamina was and they had a really hard day. He knew that he would not be able to keep up with him. He pulled Yuuri down to his chest again and started petting his head.
Yuuri sighed, then raised up again. His cheeks were totally red. He knew that his upcoming confession could change their relationship forever.
"Um, Victor, I need to say something." Victor nodded which meant he was all ears for Yuuri. "When I was 12… There was a night when I dreamed about how would being your husband feel!"
Victor's eyes widened, then lifted Yuuri up and sprinted towards their bedroom. Who gives the damn to a tiring day after a confession like that?
