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Yuuri's pov.

We've spent a week in Tokyo. Viktor and I staying in the hotel for meals because restaurant meals were somehow repulsing me; and spending the days sightseeing and shopping.

Viktor is worrying about me but he's not saying it. I know this because he looks at me sideways with a sad, concerned look. I'm trying to reassure him by saying that I ate something funny and that I feel a little off colour. He still doesn't believe me.

We leave back for Russia in two days. We've even started training for the next competition.

We're in the hotel room now, eating a muffin and a coffee each.

"Yuuri, you're not drinking your coffee." Viktor observes, reaching for my hand.

"I'm sorry, I just don't feel well," I say quietly, "I need the bathroom."

I get up and go to the bathroom. I check myself over, observing the dark rings under my eyes, my neck and chest, which is a little more swollen than usual. And my stomach which is developing a little bump. A bump?

My stomach sinks. The morning sickness. The hating of food. The obsessive eating. The moodiness ... My heat.

I'm pregnant.

I gasp and clutch my stomach. What will Viktor think? Will he leave me? What will happen to my baby?

I rush to my room going past Viktor and going into my luggage, grabbing the first pregnancy tester that I can find. Viktor is calling after me, asking me what's wrong and if I'm okay.

I don't answer him.

I rush past him, back into the bathroom.

Viktor is banging on the door, yelling for me.

I use the pregnancy tests. They both come back positive.

I start hyperventilating, clutching my stomach, tears streaming down my face and onto the floor.

"Yuuri! Yuuri! Please, come out!" Viktor calls, he sounds choked.

I can barely breathe. I feel like I'm drowning. I can't close my eyes, I can't hear anything, only a loud ringing.

The door bursts open and Viktor comes crashing in, he sees me and a look of complete and utter agony crosses his face.

He walks to me and envelopes me in his arms, holding me tightly as I bawl my eyes out,

wailing loudly.

(On the plane to Russia)

Yuuri's pov.

Ever since the incident in the hotel, Viktor and I have been a little distant. He never brought up anything concerning the incident.

I've kept my pregnancy a secret from him for the last three days, becoming more and more anxious about what he'll think about me and our child in my stomach.

The plane ride is long and fatigue overwhelms me. My head falls onto Viktor's shoulder.

Darkness.

"Yuuri. Yuuri, time to wake up, honey," Viktor's soft, melodic voice calls out to me, "we have to get off the plane now."

I stir and open my eyes, "okay,"

We stand in front of the luggage collection rail, watching all the suitcases roll past us.

Viktor's arm is around my shoulder, keeping me from falling asleep.

Yurio and Otabek are standing next to the conveyor belt, grabbing our bags.

We walk a little way to Otabek's car, Viktor and I hopping in the back seat, falling asleep in each other's arms.

Viktor's pov.

"Get up you guys, we're at your apartment." Yurio says loudly, from the front seat.

"Okay, got it," I say, "can you grab our bags, I need to carry Yuuri up."

"Can't you just wake him up?"

"No, he's been a little sick of late," I reply sadly, "I want to let him sleep as much as possible."

"But-" Yurio starts, but Otabek interrupts him.

"It's okay, babe, I'll grab their bags." Otabek says to him, getting out of the car, opening the boot, lifting the bags out.

"Thank you," I say, gratefully.

"Anytime."

Otabek, Yuuri and I walk into the apartment block, hopping in the elevator.

"Is Yuuri okay?" Otabek asks quietly in the elevator.

I sigh, looking down at the peaceful Yuuri in my arms, "I'm not sure. A few days before we left Japan, he went to the bathroom and went really quiet. He wouldn't answer me when I called for him. I unlocked the bathroom door and saw him ripping up this piece of paper, bawling his eyes out."

I pause, looking at Otabek, he looks concerned.

"He started yelling that it was unfair and that I would hate him for being such an awful person, then he fell asleep. I don't think he remembers much of it." I say quietly.

We had reached our apartment.

"Sorry for laying all that on you." I say, facing Otabek.

"It's okay, I won't tell anyone," He replies, putting our bags down, "you go inside and get some rest."

"Thanks," I whisper, watching him leave.

I turn around and open our door, carrying Yuuri into our room, laying him gently on the bed, tucking him in. He stirs and clutches his stomach restlessly. He seems to touch his stomach more protectively nowadays.

I close the door and go outside to grab our bags.

I wish he would tell me what's going on, I tried not to bring it up and make him uncomfortable, but he's acting strangely and I don't think it's healthy.

I get dressed into something comfy and hop into bed with Yuuri and hold him in my arms.

I think about his stomach, maybe he has a stomach bug. I try rubbing it gently back and forth. He puts his hands over mine and smiles gently, tears rolling down his cheeks.

It breaks my heart to see him like this.

"I love you, so, so much and I will stay by you no matter what happens, my beautiful Yuuri." I whisper sadly, falling asleep, rubbing his smooth belly.

Yuuri's pov.

(Morning)

My stomach cramps.

Toilet! Toilet! Toilet!

I rush into the bathroom and vomit up all the airplane food I ate the night before.

I kneel on the floor, sweating, vomiting every few seconds.

Viktor hears me gasping and comes in and ties by long bangs back to stop me getting vomit in my hair.

He looks so heartbroken looking at me.

I apologise over and over, saying that it might just be food poisoning.

Viktor looks at me doubtfully.

After I'm finished, Viktor runs a shower for me. I hop in and wash myself over and over, being especially gentle with my stomach. It has grown a little, it stands out just a tiny bit, making me look chubby.

How am I supposed to tell Viktor about this? I ask myself over and over; willing myself not to cry.

I have to be strong for you, little one.

I step out of the shower and dry myself, covering up my whole body with the towel as opposed to my bottom half. My breasts are swelling a little too, making milk for my baby.

I go into Viktor and I's room and put on some baggy clothes.

Viktor is waiting for me in the lounge room.

"Yuuri, I need to know what's going on." He says sternly.

"What?"

"You're vomiting, you don't eat the foods you usually do, you're moody, you broke down in the bathroom in Tokyo. What's going on? I can't keep seeing you like this! It's unbearable!" He yells, throwing his hands in the air.

I'm taken aback by his forcefulness.

"I-" I stop, I don't know what to say.

"What? Why can't you tell me? Am I that untrustworthy, that you can't tell me something like this!? Do you not love me enough!? Am I not good enough? Please Yuuri, tell me-"

"I'm pregnant!" I shout, looking at the floor, "I'm pregnant, it's yours!"

"Yuuri?" Viktor questions.

"I found out when we were in Tokyo! I didn't know how to tell you! I couldn't! In case you left me and hated me for having this child!" I practically scream, tears rolling down my cheeks. I hold my baby bump lightly.

"Yuuri, stop," Viktor says, stepping forward.

"Tell me! Do want this? If you don't, I'll leave right now and fly back to Japan! I'll retire and have this baby somewhere else! I'll get out of your hair! You can train in peace without-mn!"

His lips smash onto mine. Our tongues dancing back and forth.

We pull apart, gasping.

"Don't you ever say that I won't love you anymore," He growls, "I will alway love you!"

"I-" I try to say that I love him but stop short when Viktor kneels down and lifts up my shirt, exposing my belly.

"Now, about this little bundle," He coos, rubbing the spot where my bump is lightly, "we need to prepare a room for you!"

My tears of sadness fade away and are replaced with ones of joy.

Viktor stands back up and faces me, "I love you so much, and I've been hoping for a baby for so long. Please, don't ever hide things like this from me. It broke my heart to see you so depressed." He says, lovingly, resting his forehead against mine.

"I won't," I choke out between sobs.

"Promise me."

"I promise."

"Good." He growls lowly, lifting me up, taking me into the bedroom...

Second chapter, done!! Hope you enjoyed, I wrote so much .

The next chapter will be a little smutty and sexy, just a warning! Oki doki, hope you enjoyed!

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