Chapter 10

GPF

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Knowing their friends were in practice for most, if not all of the day, Yuri decided to check out Barcelona. He had never been and from what he had seen from the hotel and airport it was a beautiful city. Watching Viktor keep their hands together he showed him around. Dating a man well-traveled certainly had its perks. Getting hungry they stopped at a little shop to grab something for lunch. So far this trip was worth it even if they hadn't come to watch the GPF. Just being alone with Viktor, taking this beautiful country in, it was amazing. Seeing him sitting across from him their eyes both met and their faces broke out in smiles.

Walking the Christmas shops Yuri stopped at a little one curious about what they were selling, he had never seen anything like it before.

"Viktor, I know your birthday is coming up. Anything you'd like to do? Anything that I can get you for it?"

"I haven't really thought about it. In Russia it's bad luck to celebrate early."

"Okay, then Christmas."

"We don't really celebrate Christmas."

"Okay…."

"Honestly though, I would like to spend the day with you. Being able to get our home set up would make me happy."

"You hate when I get you anything, you can admit it."

"I don't though!" Watching Viktor run in front of him he was smiling though Viktor looked worried.

"Relax, I'm teasing." Smiling wider, he retook Viktor's hand and they went back to checking out the shops. Being led away as they moved towards the water they stood on the bridge and just took it all in. They didn't do a whole lot today but just being here was something special. Feeling Viktor move behind him and wrap his arms around him they both took a deep breath as they relaxed against the other. Watching the wave's crash reminded them both of home, it was beautiful.

Heading back to the hotel to relax before they changed and headed to dinner Yuri stopped as he heard his phone going off. Seeing it was Phichit he quickly answered it, he hadn't talked to him since before they arrived here.

"When were you going to tell me you were here? I see Viktor was hanging out with Christophe on Instagram. Or did you not join him?"

"Sorry Phichit. I didn't want to disrupt your practice."

"I'm done, coach is at the bar with someone else, come join me for dinner. Unless you have plans?"

Looking at Viktor he told him what Phichit was hoping they could do. Being told to say yes Yuri found out their dinner plans weren't set in stone or anything romantic. Telling Phichit this they hung up with each other to still head back to the hotel and relax before they met up with Phichit. Since they were getting together Viktor mentioned calling Yurio, he hadn't talked to him since left Yuri in Russia.

"Let's just do a group dinner then. It would be nice for all of us to get together, we've never done that before." Letting Viktor make that call Yuri laid on the bed to get comfortable before they headed back out.

"Tired?" At Viktor's question Yuri looked over his shoulder to see him coming up behind him on the bed.

"Not really, just relaxed." Snuggling into Viktor he rolled over to face him better before he kissed him. "I know I complained but thank you for bringing me here. I really do love it."

"I'm glad to hear that. I love you."

"I love you too."

Waking up in Viktor's arms to his voice he opened his eyes to see him watching him.

"Time to get up if you want to keep your plans with everyone."

"Food?"

"Yes Yuri food." Being kissed on his forehead, Yuri slowly moved his body away from Viktor and got off the bed.

Grabbing his coat Yuri just slipped it on when he heard a knock at their door. Looking at each other Viktor went to open it to hear Phichit's voice. Coming to the door he was hugged tightly by the other.

"Yuri! I'm so happy to see you! And you look great!"

"Thanks, Phichit, glad to see you too." Letting each other go Yuri saw Christophe was with them as was Yurio. Saying hello to both he saw Yurio just scowl at him and turn his head to talk to Viktor in Russian. Glad to know that dislike was still going strong.

"So! Who is ready to eat?" At Phichit's words they all left the room and headed out to see where they could go. Noticing Viktor stayed between himself and Yurio he wondered if it was intentional. He heard them speaking still so it wouldn't surprise him. Getting a table at a local restaurant none of them minded being outside. Ordering a round for those that could drink they started bringing the food in and let the night begin.

Yuri was dying, after catching up with everyone they were talking about things in general and the stories he was being told were too good.

"Yuri, I'm mad at you for not being able to compete this season."

"Oh? How come Christophe?" Putting his water down he waited for this reasoning. He had never really been close to Chris on or off the ice, they didn't have some hidden rivalry as far as he knew.

"I wanted to have last year's banquet repeat."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Curious, he heard Viktor start to gag on his beer. What was he missing?

"Yuri? You really don't remember?" Hearing Viktor's question he looked around at the table, what didn't he know?

"Remember what?" This was bad. He never used to have a memory issue.

"Last year you got wasted and held a dance-off. It was gross." At Yurio's statement Yuri looked back at Viktor waiting to hear some sort of denial or confirmation.

"Says the boy that lost." Hearing Viktor tease Yurio Yuri watched him receive a death stare. But, what were they saying? He hated last year's banquet. It was the first one he was able to attend and Viktor there he was so anxious around him he couldn't even say hello. Hearing them all start talking about it he was handed Viktor's phone. What was this?

"Oh god! How could I have let this happen?" Realizing Phichit was looking at them over his shoulder he stopped and tried to hide it only to fail.

"Wow Yuri, you look like a different person here."

"I became my father." Handing Viktor back his phone Yuri heard him tell Phichit something about having a video too. What a nightmare. Now he was glad he wasn't going back this year, how could he show his face?

"I will say though Yuri, you both look really cute together. Hard to believe you too hadn't really spoken to each other before." At Phichit's comment he lifted his head and took a look at a picture he was being shown. They were looking at each other with such adoration in their eyes. Viktor had mentioned feeling like something clicked when they met but to see it was something different entirely.

"Surprised you didn't get it on right then and there." With Yurio's comment they both looked up at him. "You were all over Viktor that night. It was hard to watch. But, I guess knowing this you getting pregnant a few months later isn't all that surprising."

"Hey! Watch it Yurio!" Hearing Viktor get defensive Yuri knew it was over Yurio trying to insult him. He had a feeling this had something to do with Viktor's mother believing he was a whore when she first met him. Putting a hand on Viktor's shoulder he smiled at him and told him to let him go.

"What? I'm not exactly wrong now am I?"

"The two events were completely unrelated though and Yuri wouldn't just sleep with me. We were both completely sober when this happened."

"Viktor don't worry about it. I really don't care what Yurio says. It's really not that big of a deal."

"You aren't just some cheap person, you're the man I love. I'm not afraid to admit that to him or to anyone."

"I…I know and I appreciate it but this isn't worth it."

"What is your deal with Yuri anyway Yurio?"

Everyone turned to Yurio at Viktor's question, they all knew something was up with him, he didn't try to hide the fact that he had a strong reason for not liking him.

"I think he is an idiot. I watched him mess up last year but there was something that made you keep your eyes on him. Then I watched him become a wimp after. Before I know it you chose to coach him. He wasn't a match for me but he had something worth working towards, but before I can face him on the final he gets pregnant and drops out. Not worth gaining you, not worth all the effort you put into training him." Throwing money down they saw Yurio leave the table. The group fell silent before Viktor started talking to Chris and everyone was back to have a nice conversation.

When they headed back to the room Yuri sat on the bed with Phichit who was amazed by this room. Apparently it was a million times better than the one he booked. Hearing Viktor in the shower the two of them joked around and were happy to just have a little time to hang out. Since they had both gone back to their home countries they hadn't seen each other. This was long overdue.

"Oh. My friend wants to hold a shower for the baby. I'm not all that crazy about the idea but,"

"I better get an invite."

"Well, if you want to be invited."

"Yuri, your one of my closest friends. I know this whole thing took you by surprise but I know you and Viktor will be amazing parents. The love you two share is something I hope I can experience for myself one day."

"Thanks Phichit. I am happy to say that as more time passes I'm feeling better about this whole thing. I mean I am still in no way ready to have a baby but, well, it's hard to explain."

"Do you think you will still come back next season?"

"I've decided that since the baby is due in August I will come back the following Nationals. That gives me a chance to get back in shape and try to balance all of that. Viktor will stay as my coach though. He is pretty sure he is retiring from competing."

"You made the playboy a stay at home dad, that is hard to wrap my head around."

"Tell me about it. But, I didn't do that. I get the feeling Viktor has been looking for a reason to hang his skates up and this was just a good one."

"I know you wish things had gone differently for you but, well, I'm really happy for you Yuri. I knew you told me you were always scared to let people in and to accept their love but you accepted Viktor's and I don't think I've ever seen you so happy."

"That really means a lot to me. Thank you."

Once Phichit left for the night Yuri snuggled up with Viktor, the smell of his soaps were calming. Being spooned by he other he felt Viktor drop his hand just a little further down to rest on his abdomen while they both shut their eyes for the night.

Finding their seats for the start of the Grand Prix they missed the first group for pairs, Yuri had a rough morning so they took their time heading over. Their friends weren't up until later anyway so they didn't worry about it. Keeping their hands together they watched the others skaters and they cringed when someone fell.

"I thought about doing pairs once…and then I worried about dropping my partner and decided against it." Hearing Viktor whisper to him as they waited for the latest scores they both laughed a little.

"I can't see you doing it. You love the spotlight too much." Teasing Viktor he tried to see himself as a pair skater. It just wasn't something he saw him enjoying, though those lifts would be interesting to try. He had the same fear as Viktor though, dropping his partner. Falling on the ice as a single skater was painful, he couldn't image if they were lifted, or thrown.

Moving a little so Viktor could get them something to drink while the ice was being resurfaced Yuri turned as he heard someone say Viktor's name. Seeing two girls talking with him he figured they were his fans. The people sitting around them were shocked they were sitting in the stands apparently. Viktor did seem more of a private box viewer than an average watcher. Seeing him coming back a few minutes later Yuri tried not to let things get to him though having Viktor stand in front of him talking to the same girls again was starting to make his blood boil. Maybe it was them, or maybe it was just watching Viktor have this wide smile on his face, once a flirt always a flirt. Ignoring him once he sat down he focused solely on the first group of skaters for singles.

"Why are you pissed at me? I know you are you won't talk or look at me."

"If you are that interested in those girls than go be with them. They seemed like they would love to have you."

"Really? Are you jealous that I was talking to them Yuri?"

"Talking is having a normal conversation, what I got to watch you do was flirt."

"I wasn't flirting."

"Really? The winking, the corner smile, the teasing the one girl about god's know what." Crossing his arms he went back to watching the skaters knowing this wasn't the place for a fight between them.

"Sorry for being friendly. I wouldn't intentionally flirt with anyone." At Viktor's snarky tone they both looked away from each other and kept silent for a while. Feeling his stomach start to feel like it wanted to act up Yuri fixed himself in the chair hoping it would just pass. He really didn't want to run to the restroom, in fact he wasn't even sure where it was to their seats. Hearing what he thought was Viktor saying his name he moved his head just slightly to see he was looking at him.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"I think the baby doesn't like it when we argue. I always seem to feel more nauseous when we do."

"Then let's not. I'm sorry if it seemed like I was flirting. I wasn't trying to. You mean too much to me for me to disrespect that badly. Maybe I was being overly friendly, and they did seem to be coming on strong, didn't they?" Resting a hand on Yuri's that rested on his stomach he caught Viktor's sincere smile. "Can you forgive me? I promise to be more careful. The last thing I would ever want to do is upset you."

"I can. I don't want you to change who you are. I don't want to that jealous boyfriend."

"You're not. You keep me grounded. I don't want to be that playboy anymore. I want to be your boyfriend. I promise Yuri I'll be a better man."

"You already are." Leaning into Viktor, Yuri gave him a small kiss knowing this wasn't the place for this. Going back to sitting in his chair they watched the men's short program and cheered for their friends. As they were leaving the arena that night Viktor kept his arm around Yuri's shoulders. Waving good-bye to the girls that had talked to him earlier Yuri noticed Viktor stayed friendly and brought him closer. Pressing into him Yuri couldn't help himself. He really didn't like arguing with him and he didn't want to change Viktor he was already perfect. But, he knew relationships took working and meeting halfway and they both seemed willing to.

That night, after they congratulated their friends for showing a great short program they let them rest and get ready for their free program on Sunday. Coming out of the bathroom after getting ready for the night Yuri saw Viktor resting in the bed flipping through the TV channels. Stopping at the foot of the bed he decided to be daring, he had no idea what came over him. Maybe it was the fact that they were in the honeymoon suite, maybe he just wanted Viktor to never forget he loved him.

"Yuri?" Seeing Viktor eyeing him with a hunger he hadn't seen before he was brought closer but gently.

"Like?" He was grateful he had packed a shirt that was skin tight on him, he showed every muscle on his upper body.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to mess around a bit."

"Who are you and what have you done to my boyfriend?"

Frowning, Yuri tried to make Viktor feel bad though he didn't want to make Viktor feel too bad. Watching Viktor come closer to the edge of the bed he felt hands move over his shirted body.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"What can go wrong, you already got me pregnant." Moving into Viktor's hands he let their lips meet before he felt his body get pushed onto the bed.