Kisses :)
Enjoy!
Initially, Silver for Viktor was associated with defeat. He wanted nothing but excellence, and therefore would always do his best to win a Gold medal.
Yet despite winning Silver, Viktor has never felt so fulfilled.
"Look Vitya! I won the gold medal!" Yuuri said, smiling.
Because yes, Viktor hadn't won Gold but was content with Silver. He had won a golden husband after all. "I'm so proud of you Yusha. I love you so much."
"Me too Vitya… Aren't you too disappointed that you missed the Gold medal by a small margin? "
Viktor thought for a moment before smiling and gently taking Yuuri's hand. "Yes, but if it's you, that's fine. I'm so happy you won this medal my love…"
Yuuri smiled and put his left hand against his lover's chest. The Japanese man smiles shyly. "I won the gold so… when's the wedding?"
Viktor began to blush furiously. He tried to hide his blush behind his hand but smiled softly.
Yep. He absolutely didn't mind wining Silver this time.