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So I had two guest requests: one of them wanted to see Yuri being mistaken for Yuuri and Victor's actual son (which is something I find really cute and will probably write more of) and the other wanted to see Yuri calling Yuuri dad again. I hope that this suffices!
Warning for underage drinking. As usual, Yuri P. is Yuri and Yuuri K. is Yuuri. Enjoy!
"It's so good to see you, Yurio!" Mari exclaims, sweeping Yuri into a hug before he can run away. "You should really come visit more often!" Finally released from Mari's arms, Yuri scowls at everyone and everything, wondering why he even bothered to come here. Oh right—Yuuri had bribed him with his mom's cooking. Still, Yuri was starting to wonder if even katsudon was worth missing all of this practice time and getting mobbed by Mari and her friends.
"So this is your brother's fiancé?" asked one of Mari's friends as she's introduced to Victor. She's the one with the darker hair. Yuri is pretty sure that her name is Aya.
Mari nods proudly. "My little brother did pretty well for himself, huh?" Both of her friends nod in agreement.
"Wait, who's this little cutie?" asks Sora, Mari's other friend. She has light brown hair with aqua streaks, which Yuri actually thinks looks pretty cool, and wait—did she just call him cute?
He whirls around to give her a piece of his mind, but Victor gets there first. "Oh, this is Yuri. Say hi to everyone, Yuri." Yuri does not say hi to everyone, instead fixing Victor with an angry glare.
"Mari, you never mentioned that your brother was getting a stepson!" squeals Aya. Yuri is confused for a minute. A stepson? Who are they talking about—
"And you never mentioned that your brother and his future stepson had the same name," adds Sora. "How adorable!"
Yuri is still pondering what on earth they're talking about, when Mari smirks. "Yeah, my bad. We call him Yurio in order to avoid confusion. I'm very excited to finally be an aunt!"
They can't possibly mean—him? Realization setting in, Yuri opens his mouth to deliver a sharp rebuke. Before he can even get a word out, though, Victor interrupts him yet again. "Yeah, Yuuri was a little unsure of himself at first, but he's really come into his own as a father!" Victor announces, slinging an arm around Yuri's shoulders. Yuri is too stunned to interrupt. "And we're both so proud of our son!" Everyone coos at how adorable their little family is.
Yuri can feel himself going red with embarrassment, and now he really wants to hit something. "For the last time, Victor," he hisses out from between gritted teeth. "You and Yuuri are not my parents!"
As Yuri storms off, Victor simply laughs, rubbing the back of his head. "Ah, teenagers," he says, much to the amusement of everyone around him.
After Yuri's little outburst, the party goes smoothly. Dinner is served, and everyone heartily enjoys Mrs. Katsuki's amazing cooking. They have a toast to Mari, and then there's presents and cake. If anyone notices that Yuri disappears once they've started on the drinks, they don't comment on it.
After his last experience with alcohol, Yuuri has been avoiding drinking if he can, so he's the most sober one of the group. So naturally, Yuuri is the only one to realize that it's been almost two hours since they've seen Yuri. He starts to panic a little. "Victor!" he says urgently, tugging at his sleeve. "Have you seen Yuri anywhere?"
Victor puts down his wine glass for a second, pondering the question. "As a matter of fact, I haven't," he replies, standing up. "Do you think we should go and look for him?" Yuuri nods frantically.
They ask around if anyone has seen Yuri recently. The only one who has is Mari. "Last time I saw him, he was near the drinks table. I let him try a little bit of sake because he was curious," she says, gesturing towards the aforementioned drinks table.
"You did what?" Yuuri sounds absolutely scandalized.
"Relax, Yuuri, it was just a little bit. I'm sure he's fine." She smirks at him. "You really do sound like an overprotective parent, you know!" Yuuri sputters a bit and goes red before turning to leave to go find Yuri.
He and Victor easily spot Yuri, who is sitting at the drinks table. Yuuri's concern spikes when he sees that Yuri is slumped over with his head on the table with what looks like a bottle of vodka in front of him. "Yuri, there you are. We've been looking all over for you!" Yuuri exclaims.
Yuri lifts his head off the table at the sound of Yuri's voice. "I'm having a good time," he protests, his words noticeably slurred.
Victor starts laughing; Yuuri is absolutely horrified. "Yuri, how much have you had to drink? Yuri!" Yuri just mumbles something incomprehensible into the table. Yuuri starts shaking his shoulder.
"Relax, Yuuri, he hasn't had that much to drink," Victor says, holding up the bottle as proof and ruffling Yuri's hair. "Little Yurio is just a lightweight!"
Yuri turns a hazy glare on Victor, muttering several insults and curses in Russian. "Yuri, what were you thinking? You know you're not old enough to drink!" Yuuri scolds.
"You two drive me to drink," announces Yuri, still slurring his words. He makes an attempt to get up from the table, but nearly falls over. Yuuri moves quickly and catches him before he can hit the floor. "Thanks, dad," Yuri murmurs, burying his face in Yuuri's shoulder.
Yuuri grins, and exchanges a fond glance with Victor, who looks like he's about to start cooing. "Come on, let's put you to bed," he suggests, scooping Yuri up into his arms. Instead of protesting like he usually would, Yuri just sighs and snuggles closer. Out of the corner of his eye, Yuuri spots Victor snapping a couple pictures on his phone. "Victor!" he hisses. "You can't post those! Not only will Yuri kill you, but Yakov will too if he knows that we let Yuri get drunk!"
"Okay, okay, I won't," Victor says, but Yuuri isn't very convinced.
"I mean it! If I see those pictures anywhere online, I'm letting everyone blame you."
They make their way back through the inn, much to the delight of the other partygoers. "You weren't kidding about Yuuri being a great father!" Aya exclaims, as everyone else coos at the sheer adorableness.
They bid everyone goodnight, announcing that they're putting Yuri to bed. Sora sums up everyone's thoughts when she says, "What a beautiful family!"
Drunk Yuri is cuddly Yuri.
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