Hello !

Welcome to this collection of one shots about the life of Viktor and Yuuri after the end if the anime. I'm really sorry if there is a lot of grammar/syntax mistakes. English is not my main language so feel free to correct me anytime but don't be too hard on me please !

Anyway, enjoy !

Yuuri sported a peaceful smile as he ran his hand through the hair of his Russian counterpart. The latter was completely relaxed when he felt the hands of the Japanese manipulate his hair to make a complex braid.

"Thanks Katsudon." said the blond, looking at his hair with his phone.

"You're welcome Yuri. Your hair is so soft! It's a pleasure to braid them everytime."

Mila looked at the pair with envy.

"It's a pity that I don't have the hair as long as the Kitten... I wish that Yuuri would style my hair too!"

"Who do you call Kitten you Witch?!"

"And you who do you call Witch you brat?!"

"Calm down you two..." tried Yuuri, posing his hands on Yurio's shoulder. The latter and Mila continued their bickering, talking more and more in Russian till Yuuri could no longer understand what they were saying. At the same time, Viktor was going out the ice and sat next to Yurio.

Yuuri who had seen Viktor, let go of the blond's shoulders and saw behind his fiancé. The latter looked up and leaned on the Japanese's belly who laughed lightly. Yuuri gently pushed his fiancé to straighten him and guided his body so that Viktor could completely relax against the Japanese skater. The living legend turned his head slightly and started rubbing his cheek against Yuuri's belly as he gently scratched Viktor's head. The Russian skater almost purred in delight.

"I love when you do that Yuu..."

Yuuri blushed. Viktor only called him that in private and also spoke in Japanese. It meant that Viktor was feeling really comfortable right now.

"Vitya..."

Viktor looked again at his fiancé before turning around completely and placing his hands on his hips. The Russian had a little blush on his cheeks and smiled slightly. Yuuri smiled back before placing his hands on the man's cheeks. He leaned forward and kissed him tenderly. Viktor had moved his hand to put it on his lower back, lightly caressing the skin underneath the t-shirt. Before they could go any further, the two men parted and glued their foreheads, looking at each other with love.

"...« Look how v-nikiforov and y-katsuki love each other! The St. Petersburg ice rink is filled with love between these two lovebirds every day. #Viktuuri #Russia #StPetersburg #Love #SkatingHusbands » Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand posted!" said Mila in front of her phone.

Yuuri gave a little cry of embarrassment while Viktor brought him on his thighs and made him sit down while laughing.

"Can't you limit the displays of affection when you're at home?" growled Yurio.

"Sorry Yurio but I love showing the world how much I love my Yuuri!"

"Stop Viktor ..." Yuuri had hidden his crimson face in his hands. Viktor placed a small kiss on his temple. The Japanese looked up slowly, still as red.

"You're adorable Yuu," he whispered. "I love you."

The silver haired skater kissed his fiancé's cheek before burying his face in the crook of his neck. Yuuri sighed slightly before relaxing in turn and resting his head against the top of Viktor's head.

"THE BREAK IS OVER! VIKTOR COME HERE!"

Yakov's voice broke their short moment of relaxation. Viktor groaned but got up and still took the time to kiss Yuuri one last time before returning to the ice, followed by Yurio who was still grumbling at the demonstrations of affection of his rinkmates.

The Japanese was about to leave to train when he saw on the phone that he had been mentioned a second time on Instagram.

It was a picture of him smiling, sitting on Viktor's thighs who kissed his cheek.

"Too much love I tell you! Look how cute they are! #Viktuuri"

Yuuri almost dropped his phone.

"Milaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"