Viktor x Yuri

I do not own the characters

And the story continues:

After eating some breakfast in a small pub Viktor and Yuri carried all their bags to the airport. They were early, but it was better than being too late and having to hurry with everything they had on them. Yuri yawned and rubbed his left eye sitting on the pench. Viktor sat next to him and leaned forward to get his phone out from his bag.

"Wanna play something while we wait?" He asked Yuri and opened his phone. Yuri looked at the picture he had as his background and started smiling. It was a picture of him and Viktor with Viktor's dog, Maccachin at Hasetsu Ice Castle. It really brought a smile on Yuri's face.

Viktor gave him the phone after he opened a bubble shooting game. "Sorry, that's the only one I have..."

"Viktor, I can do just fine without playing anything. We can talk if you want and..." Viktor leaned closer until their foreheads touched. "But I want to see you playing that, Yuri. Try to beat my score in it too!" He laughed and pinched Yuri's nose.

Then he leaned back and to the side until he was resting against Yuri's shoulder. He watched with a slight smile as Yuri played the game, and after a while he noticed that Yuri's tongue was sticking out of his mouth.

...

Yuri and Viktor walked in the plane and found their seats. Yuri sat next to the window and Viktor came next to him.

"Viktor." Yuri whispered and looked out of the window.

"Yes?"

"Are you moving back to Russia now that you will come back to competitive skating?"

Viktor heard some sadness in his voice. "Well... I thought that maybe we could go there together. I still want to be your coach."

Yuri turned to look at Viktor with a very serious expression. "Do you really need a coach? What do they do to you anyways.. You can do basic training yourself since you were able to tell me how to do it. You know how to do all jumps and you always pick your music and goreograph all your numbers yourself."

Viktor's eyes widened.

"And I am good enough to see some mistakes and point them out..." Yuri whispered turning around.

Viktor just stared at him.

Then he reached out to hug Yuri and place a small kiss on his cheek. "We can try that, if you want me to stay in Japan with you." He said.

Yuri turned his head and their eyes met. "Really?"

"Really!"

...

Viktor and Yuri had both fallen asleep in the plane. Viktor was leaning against Yuri's shoulder again.

Yuri woke up and realised he did not feel his arm. He gently pushed Viktor away with the other one, trying not to wake him up. He took Viktor's phone from his pocket from under the arm he had placed on Yuri's thigh and checked the time. They would be soon arriving back to Japan so he couldn't sleep anymore.

He could almost see the airport when a static voice said that they would be arriving in Japan. He gently shook Viktor awake and told him that they were almost there.

Viktor rubbed his head and looked out the window at the ground under them.

...

They got their stuff and walked out of the airport to Yuri's family. They were all there, happily hugging both Viktor and Yuri. "Congratulations, Yuri!" His mother said very excited and hugged him so tightly he had trouble breathing. "We are so very proud of you!" His father said.

Yuri smiled. Soon they arrived back at his home. He went in his room with everything he had with him and started unpacking.

Viktor left his bags in the room he had stayed in for the past 8 months and decited to go and help Yuri out with unpacking. He wanted to go in the hot spring with him soon. Those were so nice and relaxing, and it would do good for Yuri's probabaly a bit stiffened muscles.

"Yuurii!" He called outside the door. He heared muffled sounds of Yuri unpacking and carrying his clothes and other stuff he had had with him over to their places. "Yuri!" He shouted again.

Yuri came to open the door. "Do you need help?" Viktor asked and stepped in. It was like a hurricane had gone by Yuri's room. "How did you even do this?" Viktor asked and picked up a wrinkled shirt from the pile.

Yuri scratched his head. He did not know how he was able to make such a mess. Maybe it was becouse he had just forced everything in his suitcase and when he opened it all the pressure that was it it had sent all his clothes flying all around the room.

Viktor sighed and said: "Yuuuuriiiii... I'll help you with this, then you will come with me to your amazing hot spring!" He started picking up Yuri's clothes and folding them nicely in small piles on the floor while Yuri stuffed the already folded clothes in his closet.

"You bought too much clothes, Yuri." Viktor said and smiled. "And I thought you didn't like shopping that much."

Yuri turned around to look at him with a pile of jogging trousers in his hands. "Well, I need these."

Viktor lifted up one eyebrow and stared at him for a moment. "That's what all the girls always say after they have bought too much clothes. They cannot fit them anywhere and they might use some of them once but they still say they need them."

Yuri stuffed the pile in his closet and then sat down on the floor in front of Viktor. "You are comparing me to a girl? Also not all of them are like that anyway, silly."

Viktor grinned and leaned to kiss Yuri. "You are just reminding me of a friend I had in middle school. She was obsessed with clothes. And she was always braiding my hair and putting all kinds of accessories in it." Viktor told Yuri.

"So, are we done?" He then asked and placed a pile of t-shirts on Yuri's arms. Yuri nodded and got up stuffing the last pile in his closet and shutting the door.

Viktor grabbed his hand and pulled him after him towards the changing room. "C'moon, Yuri, the quicker you get in the hot water the smaller the chance of your muscles getting stuck is! Go, go, go!" Yuri could not contain his laughter as they passed by his family.

...

Viktor sighed and closed his eyes, tilting his head back as he sat in the hot water. Yuri sat next to him, feeling the water warming up his slightly cold toes and moving up his body warming and relaxing it thoroughly. They sat in silence, just letting the water flow against their skin.

It was surprisingly quiet. There was nobody else other than Yuri, Viktor and Yuri's family present at the moment. They had the whole hot spring for theirselves.

Viktor opened his blue eyes and slid his hair back watching the plants growing around the area. "Yuri." He started.

Yuri turned his head.

"With words I cannot say how proud of you I am. Even though you didn't win, you did your best. I- How can I show you that I am proud of you and that I love you and that I want you to skate like that while I am a fellow competitor?"

Yuri's eyes widened.

"By never leaving my side." Yuri whispered and leaned on Viktor, wrapping his arm around him. He gently kissed his ear and then rested his cheek on his shoulder.

Viktor sat there and felt a faint smile forming on his lips. "I promise."

Then he suddenly turned his torso and grapped Yuri tighly from under his arms and lifted him up. He placed him down to sit on his lap. Yuri blushed and shivered from cold.

"Feel free to lean on my chest if you are cold." Viktor said smiling happily and pulling the slightly smaller man against him.

Yuri blushed even more when he felt the front of his body touching Viktor's. He buried his face under Viktor's chin in embarracement what made Viktor place his left hand on his lower back and pulling him even closer.