"you are a pain in my ass drunk" Viktor sighed as he struggled unlocking the hotel room door while Yuuri pulled at his arms, trying to convince him to dance

"com n Viiiik. Dansh wiv meeeee!" he slurred drunkenly. The Russian couldn't help but chuckle

"let's go inside then we can dance da?" Yuuri nodded eagerly as he was lead -dragged- back into the hotel room. Once they were inside Yuuri giggled happily and started to dance with Viktor with all the grace of a t-rex trying to make a bed "mmmmmh I luv danshim viv mi Viktty" he grinned drunkenly, Viktor rolled his eyes with a fond smile, letting his hammered husband pull him around the sitting area and dance.

They swayed around the room for about ten minutes, only stopping because all the spinning was making Yuuri feel sick. Viktor laughed softly as his lover lent against him looking very sorry for himself "come on love. Let's get you to bed" he said lovingly, petting Yuuri's hair as he lead the younger male into the bedroom.

Yuuri groaned as he stumbled beside Viktor, falling asleep as soon as he collapsed onto the bed. The newly retired skater rolled his eyes and shook his head, placing a glass of water and painkillers on the bedside table knowing just how bad his husband's hangovers were. He smiled softly at his sleeping lover before stripping himself down and slipping into bed beside him. He gently draped his arm over Yuuris waist as he fell asleep beside the love of his life.

Just as Viktor had predicted the night before, he woke to the sound of Yuuri vomiting in the ensuite bathroom. He yawned as he rolled out of the bed and grabbed the glass of water he'd left on the bedside table, heading into the bathroom to Yuuri "how are you feeling?" he asked softly, kneeling by the others side and handing him the glass.

"ugh.. terrible" he muttered, gratefully taking the water and sipping it slowly before resting his head on his arm and leaning against the toilet.

"never drinking again?" Viktor asked with a small teasing chuckle. Yuuri pouted and looked up at Viktor with a soft huff "no fair" he mumbled quietly.

The Russian laughed and lent down, kissing Yuuri's head "want me to get you some fruit from breakfast?" he asked, kneeling by his lover and running a hand through his hair. Yuuri shook his head, groaning softly at the thought of food "no… maybe later" he groaned quietly, rubbing his temples "how are you not hungover?" he asked as he slowly started to sit back up. The silver haired male shrugged "not sure. I don't really get hangovers" he answered, laughing at the glare he received from his husband "Plus you drank a hell of a lot more than I did last night"

Yuuri groaned again, closing his eyes with a soft sigh as he kept his head against his arm "what time do we have to be out of here?" he asked quietly. When he didn't get a response he slowly cracked an eye open and groaned realising Viktor was no longer in the room "Viktor?" he called out, his voice only slightly louder than the whisper he'd been using all morning "V-Viktor?"

Viktor quickly jogged back into the bathroom and crouched by his husbands side "I'm here baby" he said softly, kissing his cheek lovingly.

"wh-where did you go?" the raven haired boy asked quietly looking up at him with big eyes "I thought you'd left me"

"sorry my little piglet" Viktor apologised "I was just next door in the bedroom, packing" he

explained as he gently stroked through Yuuris soft hair "I didn't hear you calling".

"when are we leaving?" Yuuri asked as he lent into Viktors touches, asking the question he'd wanted to ask before.

"we still have a few hours yet" Viktor hummed reassuringly "I just wanted to get everything together before hand". Yuuri gave a small nod in agreement "give me a sec and I'll give you a hand"

"you should rest" the Russian ex skater spoke softly "remember last time you flew with a hangover?". Yuuri paled slightly at the memory, that had been the worst flight of his life, he'd never experienced air sickness like that before and hoped he'd never have to feel like that again. He nodded slightly and sipped his drink "I think I'll go back to bed for a little bit" he mumbled as he steadily got to his feet. Viktor let Yuri lean on him for support and helped him back into the bedroom, tucking lover in with a glass of water on the bedside table. He smiled softly and pressed a gentle kiss to his husbands temple before getting back to packing.