Yuuri rolls over in his bed for the umpteenth time and grabs his phone. He's been trying to fall asleep for hours now, but it doesn't seem to want to come. Yuuri groans and tosses his phone again, what's wrong with him? He could use the excuse of its been a hectic day, but it was now nearly three in the morning and he was no where near falling asleep.
He sits up in bed and opens his drapes. It wasn't quite a full moon yet, but it illuminates Yuuri's room well enough for him to lift his arm and see Viktor's name. It truly had been one hell of a day. He had woken up the previous morning not knowing what he was going to do and now- Yuuri falls back onto the bed. Now, not only has he found his soulmate, but a coach. This realization must have entered his mind a hundred times in nearly the eight hours since all this happened, but it still surprises him every time he thinks of it.
Yuuri lays on his side and looks to see one of the many posters of Viktor he has on his wall. A part of him still believes this is all a dream. He laughs, maybe that's the reason why he can't sleep. Yuuri looks at his wrist again, feeling an odd sort of pull on the bond. He sits up sharply at the sudden panic going through his chest and jumps out of bed. Is Viktor alright? He did just up and leave his life in Russia to come to Japan.
Another tug
This time Yuuri knows it's Viktor and wonders vaguely if he knows that he's sending him messages through the bond. Yuuri opens his door, only to be faced with Viktor himself, wrapped in a sheet, and looking as though he had been about to knock.
They stare at one another a moment, before Viktor puts his arm down. "I couldn't sleep."
Without a word Yuuri takes his hand and pulls Viktor into his room. "No Makkachin?"
Viktor shakes his head, as Yuuri closes the door. "Little traitor is passed out on my bed."
"This is the bond isn't it?" Yuuri sighs, moving over to sit on his bed.
Viktor only nods and doesn't seem to want to look anywhere but the floor. "Do you mind if I sleep in here tonight? I know I said earlier I'd give you a bit of space but-"
"What's with you?" Yuuri asks in concern. "Since I've met you you've been clinging to me like a life support and now you look like you're afraid of me."
"You're not mad?"
"Viktor why would I be mad?" Yuuri looks at him curiously. "What's going on?"
"I've realized it since the bond snapped into place, but I can feel your emotions Yuuri and I think you can feel mine." Viktor explains a bit nervously.
Yuuri can't deny this, he doesn't know exactly what it is, but he's been feeling an odd tug at his heart all day.
"I'm still trying to figure out what means what. Like right now-" Viktor looks up to meet Yuuri's eyes. "Right now, I think you're nervous, and annoyed that because of the bond we can't really hide anything from one another."
"Meanwhile, you don't know what to feel and that's why I haven't been able to fall asleep all night." Yuuri means for that to be a joke, but another nervous tug only shows that Viktor has no idea what to do in this situation he had gotten them in and that he honestly thinks Yuuri is mad at him over the whole thing. "I was joking." Yuuri tries to assure him and settles back into bed.
He watches Viktor start trying to make a makeshift bed on the floor and shakes his head. "Viktor, what are you doing?" He scoots as far over as he can and gestures to the empty space. "Get in my bed and try not to make this weird." That actual earns a small chuckle from him and a moment later Yuuri feels the bed shift as Viktor gets himself comfortable. He drapes an arm around Yuuri and instead of nerves getting the better of him Yuuri finds himself relaxed by the touch.
Crap, is this just how it's going to be? Desperate for one another's touch?
"You're thinking again." Viktor murmurs.
Yuuri lays on his back and Viktor settles his head by the crook of his neck. "I've never been this close with anyone." Yuuri admits.
"I wouldn't exactly consider us close yet Yuuri, but I suppose being soulmates helps the process a bit." Viktor moves his right arm under Yuuri's pillow, still trying to get comfortable.
"Viktor, I mean simply lying here like this. I've never even kissed anyone before you, and that was your doing." Yuuri curses himself, why had he just admitted that?
This time Viktor does sit up and another wave of emotions tug at Yuuri. "You've never-" Viktor gapes at him and looks so apologetic Yuuri has to avert his eyes. "Oh Yuuri I'm so sorry! I am. I never I didn't-"
"Viktor it's fine."
"No, it's not." Viktor shakes his head fervently and removes his hands from Yuuri's arm. Yuuri nearly scowls, Viktor had just let go of him and he already missed his touch. This was seriously going to be a problem.
"I just assumed, I'm sorry." It's silent again, but when Yuuri makes no effort to kick him out, Viktor assumes his place again, resting his head by Yuuri's neck. A wave of relief goes through both of them. "I promise not to kiss you again unless you tell me, or give some sort of sign." Viktor clasps his hand in Yuuri's comfortably.
"We're really not good at this are we?" Yuuri finally asks.
"No, we're not." Viktor agrees.
"If we want to make this work Viktor, we need to talk more. No secrets, agreed?"
"Easily. I want to get to know you Yuuri and that's the honest truth."
"I want to get to know you too Viktor. The real you, not the one you put on as a figure skating champion."
"A five time figure skating champion." Viktor points out and they both start laughing.
"Viktor, why are you stopping? Yuuri asks him, suddenly serious. "And don't tell me it's because of the soulmate thing or that you want to coach me. I already know that, but why now? As you pointed out, you just won your fifth gold so why-?"
"This year would've ruined me." Viktor states and Yuuri can feel the honesty in his voice. "When you're known to the world as someone who does the unexpected for so long, you run out of ways to do just that."
"And taking a break to train a rookie is your way of doing the unexpected this season?"
"Funny."
"Oh good, so you can tell when I'm joking and when I'm being serious."
Viktor smiles at him. "Yuuri, I had nothing for this season. Well-" He notes. "That's a lie, I sort of had something prepared, but I wasn't motivated. A skater is nothing without motivation and I just didn't have it."
"Was this before or after you realized who I was?"
"You're the reason my performance at the Worlds free skate program was the best I'd ever done." Victor admits. "It was a message to you. Granted, at the time, I had no idea what I was trying to convey to you, but the performance was for you."
"Viktor-"
"Even my coach Yakov congratulated me afterwards. Saying that the performance was the best I had ever given and wondered where that Vitya had been in the short program."
Yuuri just stares at the ceiling. "I thought you said you had been mad at me that day."
"I was, but I still couldn't get you out of my head." He chuckles. "And yet, here you were outperforming me."
"So you gave up everything-"
"I gave up everything because since my youth my only concern has been figure skating." Viktor snaps. This the first time Yuuri has heard any kind of true anger in Viktor's voice, but he realizes he's more angry with himself. "Don't get me wrong Yuuri, I absolutely love the sport." He sighs and clings to Yuuri tightly. "But I want to live my life and finding you is a large perk."
"Even if I'm dragging you right back in?"
Viktor thinks about that for a moment. "I honestly want to be your coach Yuuri. Yes, I'm okay with going right back in as long as I have a good reason to be."
"People will question your choice."
"Let them"
"A lot of them are going to be mad"
"Probably"
"At me"
A pause
"I know and I promise I'll protect you." Viktor lifts his head up slightly and grins. "You are my soulmate after all."
Yuuri's face heats up again. "Viktor?"
"Mhm?" Viktor replies sleepily.
"Goodnight."
"Night Yuuri~" Yuuri resists the urge to kiss the top of his head and finally settles down enough to fall asleep.
Yuuri had forgotten he set an alarm the night before for seven that morning. His phone pleasantly reminds both of them of that. Yuuri rolls over and finds him face to face with Viktor, who had his eyes closed as if to try and fall back asleep. He breathes a sigh of relief, none of it had been a dream.
"What could you possibly be anxious about this early in the morning?" Viktor grumbles, opening his eyes sleepily.
"A part of me thought yesterday had all been a dream." Yuuri admits.
Viktor yawns and buries his face in the crook of Yuuri's neck again. "Nope, you're stuck with me."
"Same goes for you Viktor." Yuuri smiles, running his hand through Viktor's silver hair lazily. Yuuri is surprised at himself for the bold statement he just gave and Viktor, who sits up and looks at him, apparently is as well. "Now come on." Yuuri makes an attempt to avert the conversation and get out of bed. "If you're going to be my coach I need to get back into shape, meaning I need to go for my morning jog."
Viktor grabs him around the middle in a weak attempt to stop him. "Yuuri~ come back to bed, I'm still tired." He whines.
A laugh escapes Yuuri at his soulmates ridiculous attempt to get him back to bed. He easily escapes Viktor's hold and throws on a shirt.
"Oh come on." Viktor smiles wickedly. "That was the best nights sleep I've ever gotten, albeit it was only a few hours, are you going to stand there and tell me it wasn't the same for you?"
"I'd be lying if I told you no." Yuuri admits, finding his sweater and changing his pants. Evidently spending the night with Viktor seems to have changed his personal space issues, albeit slightly. It's as if the two of them are most comfortable with the other one. It's for the better Yuuri concludes and looks at Viktor again, who had opted to lie on his back and stare at the ceiling. "Something wrong?" Yuuri asks, clicking his watch into place over Viktor's name, and makes a mental note that they need to get them sized properly so they wouldn't break while on the ice.
He cautiously moves to sit on the edge of the bed in order to put on his shoes. "Viktor I'm not asking you to come with me. You can go back to sleep you know?" Silence still greets him and when Yuuri finishes putting on his shoes he takes a good look at Viktor, who has an almost pathetic pout on his face. "That's not going to work you know?" Yuuri laughs and is grabbed again.
"Come back to bed!" Against his better judgment, Yuuri hugs him back. "I'll be back in like an hour alright? Go back to sleep." He smiles and manages to, once again, get out of Viktor's grasp, before opening the door and heading out.
Yuuri is jogging down the main road a short time later and can hear the familiar ringing of a bicycle bell ringing behind him.
Yuuri moves over slightly to let the person pass and nearly trips after realizing the person on the bike is Viktor, who stops in front of him and shrugs. "Turns out I can't sleep without you there, so I've decided to join you." He explains, as Yuuri feels a set of paws on his back. He turns around to see Makkachin wagging his tail. "I swear he loves you more than me." Viktor smiles, leaning on the handles of the bike.
"You know-" Yuuri lets out a breath. "Riding a bicycle isn't exactly joining me."
Viktor laughs. "Well how else was I supposed to catch up to you?"
Yuuri thinks about that for a moment and finds he has no response. He simply laughs and shakes his head. "Alright, do you want to go check out the rink? It's along my usual route." Viktor's eyes light up and Yuuri can feel a sort of joy travel down the bond. "And here I thought you lost your passion for skating?" He jokes lightly.
"I did." Viktor admits. "But now I have a student to teach."
Yuuri holds his hands up in defeat. "Fair point." He gestures his head down the road. "Come on then, the rink is just up here."
"Bet you I can beat you there." Viktor grins.
Yuuri gives him an incredulous look and Makkachin, who seems to agree with the obvious statement, barks.
"And now he takes your side." Viktor sighs deeply. "First you take me from the skating world and now my own dog." He grins at Yuuri wickedly. "Starting a different kind of collection of me now Yuuri~?"
"What are you implying?"
"Do you just happen to have all my posters hanging in your room, or do you somehow have more hidden somewhere?" Viktor enjoys watching the color drain from Yuuri's face and without a word Yuuri breaks into a run so fast that Viktor honestly isn't sure he can catch up to him, even with the bike. He starts laughing and turns to his dog, who is already chasing after his embarrassed soulmate. Viktor smiles again and finds himself enjoying the morning, even if he had only gotten a few hours of sleep.
Yuuri reaches the top of the steps to the entrance of the Ice Castle, out of breath, and his face still flushed with embarrassment. He had completely forgotten about those posters, but why had Viktor only brought them up now? It occurs to him then that only time Viktor could've properly seen them would've been this morning after he left.
The only light they had the night before was the moon, and while he was there this morning Viktor had spent the whole time pouting. Gods he was so embarrassed! Yuuri rests the back of his head against the building, still trying to catch his breath.
"Yuuri, are you alright?" Yuko comes running out of the building. "I watched you run past the door like you were being chased, is something wrong?"
Yuuri only laughs and points down the steps. "Ask that one."
Yuko turns to see what Yuuri's pointing at and sees a brown poodle sitting patiently at the bottom. She looks back at him in annoyance, her hands on her hips. "Yuuri, I know full well you're not afraid of dogs."
"Not him." Yuuri shakes his head and sees Viktor pull up. "Look again, his owner."
Yuko sighs and looks again and her mouth drops open. Viktor Nikiforov is walking up the steps and heading straight for them.
"I'm assuming this is the rink you were talking about Yuuri?" He asks, grinning. "I admit, I'm glad it's a small town I couldn't keep up with you after a while so it's lucky I found it so quickly." Yuuri glares at him and Viktor laughs again, before turning to Yuko and holding out his hand. "Hello, my name is Viktor Nikiforov and I'm here to become Yuuri's coach."
"We were hoping we could use this place for practice." Yuuri adds.
Yuko gapes and looks between the two of them. An excited shrill escapes her, that Yuuri is almost afraid of, and a moment later her family runs outside and all nearly have the same reaction.
"I can't believe this." Takeshi leans up against the railing next to Yuuri as they watch Viktor do a few laps around the rink. "We still want to support you Yuuri, but I know you still had no idea what to do from here and now you somehow have Viktor freaking Nikiforov here to train you."
"I know. I'm having a hard time believing it myself." Yuuri smiles faintly. "I suppose I really can't be upset with your daughters uploading that video now huh?"
Takeshi laughs. "No I guess not, but I'm still sorry."
Yuuri shakes his head and watches in awe as Viktor lands a perfect quadruple flip. Simply watching Viktor skate has Yuuri itching to get on the ice again himself. "Thank you Takeshi, for giving us permission to use this place to train."
"No problem. We all want to see you skate again Yuuri and with Viktor as your coach, it should be a very good season indeed."
Yuuri is about to respond when he hears Viktor's voice. "Yuuri~ shouldn't you be finishing your run? You know I won't let you on the ice until you get back into shape." He says it so casually, it almost doesn't sound like an insult, but Yuuri knows he's right and sighs deeply.
Takeshi laughs beside him. "A very interesting season indeed."
Yuuri nods to Viktor and waves back at Takeshi, before heading back outside to finish his run.
"Where is he!?" Yuuri's dance instructor, and family friend Minako, runs into the house later that afternoon.
"Minako, what's going on?" Yuuri asks worriedly, as she runs up and grabs him. Yuuri had been in the main room of the house watching Viktor sleep soundly, in one of the inns robes, and with Makkachin curled up next to him, when Minako ran in.
Minako's gaze falls to the sleeping legend on the floor. "Holy Crap it's true." She hands Yuuri her phone. "It's all over the news, Viktor Nikiforov leaves at the height of his career to go and coach Japan's Yuuri Katsuki, after seeing a video of the skater perform his routine."
Yuuri already knows this, but watches the video anyways. It's a press conference with Viktor's former coach Yakov stating that he doesn't support Viktor's choice and that this decision would ruin him.
Yuuri looks at his soulmate again, who after rolling over, and thanks to the bond, Yuuri knows is awake.
So Viktor hadn't shared his thoughts about this year with his coach. He smiles sadly. Yakov is wrong, taking a break is saving Viktor's career, and Yuuri plans to prove that.
Something similar to pride goes down the bond and Yuuri briefly wonders if Viktor is able to read his thoughts as well, before handing Minako her phone back. "Yes, it's true. Viktor is here to train me as my coach and we're going to win the grand prix this year."
Minako looks at him in disbelief. "Since when are you this confident?"
"I'm not." Yuuri shakes his head and looks at Viktor fondly. "In fact, I'm terrified, but Viktor thinks I can do it, so I want to prove to him, and the world that he made the right choice."
Minako just stares at him in surprise
One day
It had only taken one day for Viktor to convince Yuuri that he could do it. She blinks and stares down at the sleeping man. Granted, Viktor was Yuuri's idol, so if anyone could get his confidence up, it would be Viktor Nikiforov.
At the same moment Viktor sneezes, startling both of them, and sits up. His robe falls down about halfway down one side of his body and he looks at the two of them sleepily. "Yuuri, I'm hungry."
Yuuri nods and moves to get up. "Right, I'll get you something to eat, what do you want?" Viktor thinks about it a moment. "Katsudon."
They both smirk as if asking for Katsudon is a secret joke between the two of them and Minako realizes that maybe having Viktor as his coach would actually help Yuuri come out of his shell and become the skater everyone knows he can be.
"Hey, Yuuri?" His sister interrupts the conversation he had been having with Viktor about Worlds and he turns to look at her. "Sorry, but I noticed it last night and forgot to ask, are those Hatano watches the two of you are wearing?"
Yuuri freezes up again and Viktor almost hates how much he loves seeing Yuuri at a loss. "They are." Viktor answers resting his chin on one hand and holding up the arm with the watch. "I sort of owed Yuuri an apology and wanted to get him something."
"Right, and I thought it would be better if we both had one." Yuuri adds, with surprising confidence. "You know, like good luck charms or something?"
"Isnt that dangerous though?" Minako asks. "To be wearing them on the ice I mean?"
Viktor laughs. "Don't worry, we actually had them sized this morning."
"Yeah," Yuuri sighs, recalling the few hours that morning he had spent looking for Viktor. "After I found you."
Viktor suddenly finds the ceiling very interesting and replies coolly. "As I said, I had been looking for you, who goes on a three hour run?"
"It wasn't three hours." Yuuri argues, enjoying the look Viktor gives him. "I spent the majority of the time looking for you!" Why they hadn't already entered in one another's phone numbers is beyond him, but as the thought crosses his mind Yuuri holds out his hand to Viktor. "Give me your phone."
Viktor grins wickedly and pulls out his phone. "Yuuri~ if you wanted more pictures of me for your collection, you should've just asked."
Yuuri recalls the posters in his room and cringed. He seriously needed to remove those before going to bed.
Mari starts laughing hysterically. "I forgot about those." She faces Viktor, wiping tears from her eyes. "Yes how did it feel to see Yuuri's collection of your posters?"
"It's flattering honestly." Viktor smiles coyly at Yuuri. "And I almost want to ask if he wants me to sign all of them."
There it was, an honest compliment, followed by the teasing. Yuuri rolls his eyes and can't believe he's already used to some of Viktor's antics. Then again, they hadn't really left one another's side, even if it had been just a day. Yuuri enters Viktor's number into his phone and does the same to his, before handing it back to Viktor, who is still joking with Mari. Yuuri's mother and father walk in with trays of food and Yuuri stands to help them.
Viktor eats his food, enjoying both the taste and the company. Yuuri is arguing with his sister about something, while his father chimes in with his own opinions and his mother simply smiles, as if happy to just have them all here.
Viktor smiles warmly and isn't surprised to feel something close to happiness travel down the bond. So this is what it's like to sit down as a family. Viktor had been raised in an orphanage, after being abandoned by his parents. By chance, Yakov saw something in him and took him in. He would never be able to repay Yakov for all that he had done for him, and he was immensely grateful, but it was never like this, and he's reminded again of what he missed.
Yuuri reaches under the kotatsu and squeezes his hand gently in comfort. Viktor must have sent something down the bond. He feels tears starting to form in the corner of his eyes, but he holds them back.
"Mom, I wanted to ask you something." Yuuri turns to his mother.
"What is it dear?"
Viktor feels Yuuri's grip tighten slightly. "When you met dad and found out you were soulmate's-"
Viktor's eyes raise slightly in surprise. He hadn't known that.
"What did you do after that, or what happened?"
His mother looks at him in confusion. "I'm sorry Yuuri, I don't understand what your asking. I feel it's clear we got married, but I think you're asking something else."
"Sorry-"Yuuri asks nervously.
Viktor's almost surprised his family hasn't figured it out and rests his arm on the table, his chin leaning against it in humor.
"I mean, where there any effects to be bounded?"
Yuuri's father looks at Viktor briefly, before turning to his son.
Maybe they weren't as oblivious as Viktor first thought.
"I know what your mother is feeling at most times if that's what your asking." His father answers with humor in his voice.
Viktor blinks
Yeah he totally knows
"And for years neither of us could sleep without the other one present." His mother adds. "Also, if one of us is upset we can, how do I put this, send reassuring thoughts down the bond to the other person to calm them down."
"Really?" Mari asks curiously. "I never knew that."
This time Yuuri's father looks at Viktor fully and he subconsciously takes his arm off the table and finds himself standing up straighter. "You also find yourself extremely protective of the person you're bound too. As in, if someone looks at your partner wrong, you will react and not always kindly."
Yuuri takes his hand again. The two of them are about to go out and compete in a worldwide competition that, as far as the rest of the world knows, Yuuri stole Viktor from. This isn't going to be easy and Yuuri's father knows it.
Viktor dares a glance at Yuuri, who surprisingly has a look of disinterest on his face, but through the bond Viktor senses the sudden panic going through him. Viktor tries sending something like reassurance back to him, like Yuuri's mother said he could, but somewhere along the bond it turns into an equal amount of panic.
Great
He sigh deeply, now Yuuri was going to think he's panicking too.
"I didn't realize the two of you are Soulbounded, congratulations." Viktor makes an attempt to steer the conversation onto a happier note.
"Thank you, yes-" Yuuri's father smiles at him warmly. "They say the amount of people who are finding their soulmate's have dropped significantly."
"I can believe that." Viktor takes the final gulp of his wine and rubs his thumb across Yuuri's hand in comfort. "In fact, I only found out about the timer on the wrist a few weeks ago, well-" He think about it. "About a month ago really, maybe longer."
"Oh yeah, and any luck?"
"I know my soulmate is around." Viktor answers, not lying, but certainly not giving them the honest truth. It was up to Yuuri whether or not to tell his family and Viktor didn't care either way.
"Well its not like matters to you eh hero of Russia?" Yuuri's dance teacher, Minako, he recalls, laughs.
She's a bit drunk.
"You don't need to find your one true love do you? You could have whoever you want couldn't you?"
"I could and have." Viktor admits, surprised when he doesn't feel anything from Yuuri. He leans towards her and smiles coyly "Are you interested?"
Still nothing
"Are you offering?" She responds, smiling and leaning slightly towards him.
At that moment, something like pain shoots through his arm. Viktor does his best to straighten back up, as if he isn't in pain and only smiles. "I'm sorry."
Minako only shrugs and finishes her drink.
The rest of dinner is quiet and when Yuuri is finished helping his mother, Viktor practically drags him back to his room.
"Are you alright?" Yuuri asks as soon as they entered.
"What?" "Viktor, I felt you cringe in pain earlier when you were flirting with Minako to get a rise out of me, what happened?"
"I-" Viktor looks around and begins laughing. "I'm sorry." He manages to get out, as Yuuri looks at him in disbelief. "The posters, I still can't take this room seriously."Yuuri scowls and begins taking them down. "Its like someone thought it would be a good joke to have a skater and his biggest fan be soulmates."
Hurt passes down the bond and Viktor stops, realizing what he said. "Yuuri-"
"Thats what I thought." Yuuri murmurs, pausing at a poster of Viktor when he won his first grand prix. "And a part of me still thinks that this is all a joke."
"Yuuri, I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" Viktor scratches his head in frustration. "I don't know what I'm doing." He admits and sits on the bed, Yuuri's back is still facing him. "I really don't want you to feel as though I'm only doing this because a timer told me that you're my soulmate. I watched you skate Yuuri and I loved it and I want to be your coach, if that's what you want me to be then that's what I'll be."
"Do you know why I didn't feel anything when you were flirting with Minako?" Yuuri asks, turning to face him finally and with a handful of posters. Viktor shakes his head and watches as Yuuri slides all of them into a drawer at his desk. "As odd as it sounds, I trust you not to try anything with anyone else."
"Why would that sound odd to me? I'm happy that you trust me."
Yuuri acts as though he hadn't heard him and sits down next to Viktor. "Because Minako is right. You can have anyone you'd like and it's not fair for me to be stopping you from having fun when I'm still having trouble processing all of this."
"Do you think I would ever cheat on you?" Viktor asks, his voice cold.
"No, Viktor I don't, but I wouldn't blame you if you did." Yuuri sighs. He had prepared for this to turn into an argument, but only feels pity from Viktor through the bond.
"How low is your self esteem, that you seem to think you don't deserve to be able to hold on to your own soulmate?" He hears the choke in Viktor's voice and his arms are suddenly around Yuuri in a tight hug. "I've had five lovers in my lifetime." Viktor admits. "Three women and two men, all before my five consecutive wins at the grand prix, and all lasting less than a month."
That surprises Yuuri
"You mean you haven't been with anyone in five years?"
Viktor shakes his head and lays back on the bed. "Wouldn't seem like it right?" He laughs. "But no Yuuri, I haven't and do you know why?" It's Yuuri's turn to shake his head. "Since winning the Grand Prix, actually since before then, my life has been about the ice. My plan this year is to focus on the two L words, life and love." He sits up on his elbow and looks at him. "I want to be able to enjoy my life more this year Yuuri and as far as love goes well," he glances at his wrist and then back up. "I think I could fall in love with you real easily."
Yuuri blushes and chooses to look nervously down at his hands. "I think," he's surprised at the words coming out of his mouth. "I think I could easily fall in love with you too Viktor."
"Then we'll definitely try?" He asks almost hopefully.
"I thought I had already agreed to try this soulmate thing, but if you need confirmation Viktor, yes we'll try." Yuuri gives him an almost coy smile, causing Viktor to laugh. "Now move over, I'm exhausted and need to sleep."
"I'm still allowed in your bed then?"
"Viktor, you're already in my bed." Yuuri states, as Viktor gets up and lets Yuuri settle nearest to the wall. "Besides, you heard my parents. For years they couldn't sleep without the other, so yes, you're still allowed in my bed." Smiling, Viktor settles himself down next to Yuuri and they both fall deep into sleep.
Well here we go, another chapter down. It occurred to me as I finished this one up, that I'm four chapters in and I've done like two days. This story is suddenly going to be a lot longer than I first thought it was going to be. Oh well, I'm hoping the rest of this story comes easily to me. Thank you for reading and I hope you're enjoying it.
