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Victor: Celebration

"Yuuri, aren't these cute?" Victor asked excitedly as he took out the fresh-baked Katsudon Phirozkis from their oven. It was Yurios' birthday and he wanted everything to be perfect. "Yuuri?"

Hearing the anxiety in his fiancé's voice, Yuuri smiled at him fondly. He found Victor's 'daddy side' really endearing.

"They look perfect," he reassured the older man, then touched his chin. "But I wonder whether an actual cake would have been better or not…"

Victor stepped to Yuuri and placed a kiss on his temple which made the Japanese blush furiously. Victor looked down at him with a big amount of satisfaction in his eyes. Yuuri rolled his eyes, which made Victor chuckle.

"He already got one at the rink this morning – that is the case he had to stay for more training," he explained, caressing Yuuri's brown locks. "Yakov can not let his protégé to become too pampered with sweets without consequences, can he?"

30 minutes had passed and Victor wiped the sweat off of his forehead. Everything was set up. A plate of the phirozkis was placed to the middle of the table with a birthday candle on the top of it. A little present was there as well and both him and Yuuri felt a kind of excitement they had never felt before.

"I'm home!" They heard a worn out voice. A bright smile appeared on Yuuris' face and stepped out of the kitchen. Yuri threw his bag to the ground and ran his fingers through his hair. "I am fucking tired!"

"Coach Yakov turned into sadistic mode again, huh?" Yuuri asked – rather from himself than Yuri, but the younger boy nodded. "Anyways, come in the kitchen! You must be hungry!"

Yuri blinked as Yuuri grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the room. Their kitchen was dark, but as soon as he stepped in, a little flickering light appeared. When his eyes was adjusted to the darkness, his mouth gaped. Victor was standing beside the table, greeting him with a smile.

"Happy birthday, Yurio!" Victor said with Yuuri nodding beside Yurio.

"Th-thank you…" Yuri mumbled, feeling a deep blush on his face.

He stepped to the table and blew the candle away. Both Victor and Yuuri started clapping which made Yuri blush harder. He looked aside, spotting out the little wrapped up gift.

He picked it up and opened it. His eyebrows rose up as soon as he came face-to-face with the necklace. When he opened the medal, his eyes became glassy and his lips started to quiver. It was a picture of them made on the night Yuri won the GPF one year ago.

"This is our good luck charm for you," Yuuri said, smiling at him fondly.

Victor hugged his shoulder and smiled down at him.

"Thank you for being born."