Viktor's POV
I lean all my weight onto Yurri, and we fell to the floor, my hands reacting faster than my thoughts, providing padding for his head before we hit the floor. I quickly pulled away, looking into Yurri's beautiful brown eyes, my vision blurred from the tears.
"Yes! YES! Yes!" I cried, Yurri raised his hand to my cheek, caressing it.
I push into his hand and place mine over his, rubbing my cheek against it. Yurri propped himself up onto his elbow, I sat on top him, my legs straddling his, and then we had a moment gazing into each other's eyes, all the trials, all the tears, and the depression Yurri had to battle. It all seemed like such a distance memory.
I smiled at Yurri, he smiled back, and then I saw stars. His tongue was inside my mouth, exploring, savoring, coiling mine like a snake. I wrestled it back, his warmth was a safe place. That hand was upon my cheek now nestled in my hair, grasping, As if Yurri was trying to convince himself that I was real…
It was Yurri that broke the kiss, giving me one last peck on my slightly numb lips, he reached into his pocket, finally able to grab the item he'd been clearly wanting to give me.
"Viktor, I know that we haven't always seen eye to eye on certain matters since we've moved in together, However, I would not want to change any of that for anything in the world, I love you, and want to spend the rest of my life with you!"
My eyes widen once Yurri had flashed that tiny black box, my eyes light up, the waterworks still going pretty strong, Yurri opened the box, and my heart fluttered in my chest like a caged bird. The ring was a silver wedding band, it's simple but it's significant to Yurri winning the silver medal instead of the gold.
"Yurri… I don't know what to say honestly, you have surprised me in so many ways, especially tonight, I was not… I had no idea… yet."
I watched as Yurri pulled the ring from it, gently he grabbed my right hand, My breathing was shallow, quiet, I watched him so intently that I think he must've thought I had actually stopped breathing because he poked my nose.
I blinked, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yurri continued to slide the silver band on top the gold promise ring. I stare at the rings next to each other, holding my hand out slightly, the gold, and silver bands shining together like bright stars in the light.
"Yurri! The gold is me, and the silver is you! Since I've won a gold! You are my silver medalist pork cutlet!"
Yurri's jaw went slack, and he palmed his face in his hands, blushing madly.
"Well when you put it like that I feel like such a failure, Oh my god!" Yurri chuckled.
My eyes sparkle as they gaze at him. I always loved the way he got so flustered.
"Yurri…"
"Yes, Viktor?"
I stood up leaving Yurri, who was still sitting on the floor, I walked to the closet that I had stashed my jacket, I rummaged through the pocket pulling out a nesting doll. I grip the doll to my chest, breathing deeply in, and out. I head back to Yurri, still looking confused as ever.
"Yurri! I brought this home for you! We have them in Russia, and I wanted to get you one! It's Christmas after all!"
Yurri took the doll from my hands and stared at it.