AUTHOR'S NOTE: This one is a liiiiiiiiiiiittle bit different :-P You'll all see what I'm talking about! Hope you all still enjoy it though!

Thanks to CursedRedRose, CrystalGem18, bstarqueen and Pearl-Posts for reviewing the last chapter!

This chapter is dedicated to CursedRedRose.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yuri on Ice. If I did Otabek would have been in it a loooooooot more than he has been. Or should I say… OtaBAEk?! AMMA RIGHT?!

Day 3 - Loud

Viktor yawned and stretched as he padded along to the kitchen to get his morning cup of coffee. It was still dark out since it was only 5am, but they needed to get to the rink early for practice. Yuuri was still asleep, bundled up in three blankets and one of Viktor's sweaters for warmth, so Viktor had decided to give him until he finished his coffee to get up of his own accord before he'd have to be dragged out of bed.

Makkachin raised his head when Viktor entered the room but he after a soft "good morning" bark he flopped back down onto his bed. Viktor chuckled, petting his beloved pet's head gently before switching on a lamp instead of the main light so he didn't disturb him.

Yuuri had been staying with Viktor in Russia for a few weeks now so he could get used to the country before the Rostelecom Cup. Plus Viktor had really wanted an excuse to show Yuuri around both Moscow and Saint Petersburg and this seemed like the perfect one. Of course Yuuri hadn't needed much convincing as he'd wanted to see Viktor's homeland for longer than he'd actually known his coach. He'd been to Russia for competitions before but he'd never had much of an opportunity to do any sightseeing, so Yuuri was very excited to be here.

Viktor switched the kettle on the boil the water and brought two mugs out from the cupboard, thinking he'd be kind to Yuuri and bring him his coffee in bed so he could wake up gently. However while he had his head in the cupboard hunting for the sugar he was surprised to hear footsteps behind him.

"I didn't think you'd be up yet Yuuri-" he began to say without turning round before a sudden kick against the fridge startled him and caused him to realise he wasn't talking to whom he thought he was talking to.

Glancing over his shoulder in amusement Viktor smiled at Yuri Plisetsky who was standing with one foot still propped up against the fridge, his blonde hair all over the place and his tiger pyjama top crumpled up.

"Good morning Yurio," Viktor greeted him cheerily.

Yurio just snorted as his eyes fell on the mugs. "Hope one of them is for me," he said shortly, finally taking his foot off the fridge and standing properly.

Viktor chuckled as he retrieved another mug from the cupboard. "They weren't but I'll make you one if you want."

Yuri was also staying with Viktor on the lead up to the tournament. It wasn't often that the competition was held in Saint Petersburg but this year it was, and Yuri had decided it would be easier if he stayed with Viktor in his apartment just around the corner from the rink. Viktor hadn't had much of a say in it as Yuri had just turned up on his doorstep the day before and informed him that he'd be staying here, but Viktor didn't mind and luckily neither Yuuri.

"So where's the piggy?" Yuri asked as he flopped down on the couch, Viktor continuing to make the coffee.

"Yuuri's still asleep," Viktor replied. "I'm going to take him his coffee to wake him up."

"Hmph. I don't need coffee to get out of bed," Yuri grumbled.

Viktor smiled. "Maybe not, but you are even grouchier than normal before you have your coffee Yurio."

"What did you say?" Yuri hissed at Viktor, looking like he was ready to kick something again.

"Wha's goin on?"

Both Viktor and Yuri looked round to see Yuuri standing in the entrance to the kitchen, Viktor's sweater which was far too big looking like a dress on him, rubbing his eyes with the sleeve that hung past his hands before he popped his glasses on.

"Good morning Yuuri," Viktor smiled gently, bringing his coffee over to him and pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah thanks," Yuuri smiled up at him, wrapping his hands around the warm mug. "Did you?"

"Of course I did," Viktor replied. "I was next to you."

Yuuri blushed as Viktor's words as they continued to stare into each other's eyes.

But the mood was completely ruined when Yuri started to make vomiting noises in the corner.

"You two need to get a room," he complained before he pushed himself off of the couch to get his coffee himself, fully aware that now that Yuuri was here Viktor would be too distracted to do it.

Yuuri grinned at the young skater. "Morning Yurio. Did you sleep well?"

Yurio snorted and rolled his eyes but didn't answer, just picking up his mug of coffee and walked back over to the couch. Viktor and Yuuri locked eyes again, both of them now a little worried in case something bad had happened last night to cause Yuri to not sleep well.

"You two have sex really loud by the way."

Yuuri spat out the sip of coffee he'd just taken and Viktor blushed right up to his ears.

"Wait, what?!" Viktor spluttered out.

Yuri grinned into his coffee, greatly enjoying how flustered this was making them, before he turned around and knelt up on the couch, talking to them over the back of it. "Yep. I got hardly any sleep cause you two were so loud. Honestly Piggy, anyone would think the only words you know are Viktor's name and "Oh God"."

Yuuri had now crumpled to the floor in embarrassment and was hiding his face in his hands. "Oh God…" he murmured.

"Well you were saying it a bit louder than that last night, but you get the idea," Yuri said, rolling his eyes.

Yuuri seemed to have lost the ability to speak or move, but Viktor had recovered and pulled Yuuri to his feet, smirking slightly at Yurio now he'd gotten over the initial shock. "Well Yurio, you sound like you may be a bit jealous if I do say so. Wishing you could scream Otabek's name like Yuuri was screaming mine last night?"

Now it was Yuri's turn to blush bright red as Yuuri giggled slightly and subtly high-fived Viktor for managing to embarrass Yuri back.

"Now, if you don't mind Yurio, Yuuri and I have some business to take care of," Viktor stated simply wrapping his arm around Yuuri and walking back towards his bedroom. "Oh," he called back over his shoulder, "and you might need earplugs this time."

Not waiting to see Yuri's reaction Viktor continued to walk with Yuuri back to the bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Yuuri hissed. "Don't we need to get to the rink?"

As soon as they walked into Viktor's room, Viktor shut the door and slammed Yuuri up against it, staring down at him with an intensity Yuuri rarely saw.

"If Yurio thought you were loud last night then he's in for a surprise," Viktor murmured before forcefully pushing their lips together. Yuuri was frozen in shock for a moment but quickly melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Viktor and allowing him to carry him back to the bed.

Yuri however was having none of this. The second that the door to Viktor's bedroom shut he ran for his own room, changed into his clothes faster than he ever had before in his life, grabbed his headphones and sprinted out of the apartment. As he jogged towards the skating rink he tried and failed to get what Viktor had said about Otabek out of his head. Slowing down and pulling his phone out he saw that Otabek had messaged him that morning. Smiling softly Yuri replied to the message and continued his jog to the rink, the sunrise beginning to peak over the horizon.

AN: Gaaaaaaaaaaah I had so much fun writing this one :3

The chapter tomorrow may not be up until near the end of the day as I have a super busy day, but I promise it will be up before midnight GMT :3 Thanks again for reading, please review!