AUTHOR'S NOTE: Doing something a little bit different here! Basically I really liked the prompt for this one, so I'm writing it twice! First for Viktor and Yuuri and then for Yurio and Otabek ^^ Hope you enjoy!

Thank you to Pearl-Posts, CursedRedRose, bstarqueen, animagirl and LyssaQueen for reviewing the last chapter! Pearl-Posts, I hope you were joking when you said you choked on your grapes! Hope you're okay :3

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Day 6 – Top of the Tree

~Viktuuri~

Yuuri stretched up as high as he could but he couldn't get that top branch of the Christmas tree. He put his hands on his hips and sighed heavily. Why had Mari chosen such a huge tree this year?

Yuuri and Viktor were back at Yuuri's family's inn and were helping to decorate the area outside where the onsen was for Christmas. Mari had chosen a huge artificial tree to hang decorations on and while Viktor and Yuuri had already covered it with lights and ornaments, Yuuri couldn't reach high enough to put the star on the top of the tree.

"Hey, you doing okay over there?"

Yuuri looked round to see Viktor walking towards him carrying two mugs. He'd gone back inside to make some hot chocolate for them both so they could warm up and was smiling slightly as he saw Yuuri's problem.

"I can't put the star on," Yuuri huffed. "I'm too short to reach the top branch."

"Hmm," Viktor hummed as he placed the two mugs down on a nearby rock and held his hand out for the star. "Here, let me try."

Yuuri handed the star over and stepped back slightly so Viktor had more room. Viktor easily reached the top branch but he didn't put the star up there. Instead he turned back around and balanced the star on top of Yuuri's head.

"There, perfect," he smiled softly.

Yuuri blushed heavily and took the star off of his head. "What're you doing?" he mumbled in embarrassment.

"Well, do you know why people put stars on top of Christmas trees?" Viktor asked. When Yuuri shook his head, Viktor continues. "It's from the Christmas story, when the wise men went to visit Jesus with their gifts. They found him by following a special star in the sky. That's where the tradition of putting a star at the top of the tree came from."

"But that still doesn't explain why you put it on my head," Yuuri frowned.

"Because you are my star Yuuri," Viktor murmured, taking the star from his hands again. "Whenever I'm lost, you help me to find my way again. I know I can always look to you, and you give me hope. And you know I'll always follow you, no matter where it might lead me."

Yuuri's felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest as he stared into Viktor's eyes. He felt so happy that Viktor saw him in that way…because that was exactly how he saw Viktor.

"I…I love you Viktor…" Yuuri managed to whisper.

"I love you too Yuuri," Viktor replied softly before leaning down to kiss him.

Without any hesitation Yuuri wound his arms around Viktor's neck and kissed him back. He barely registered the clattering sound behind him when Viktor dropped the star on the ground so he could wrap one hand around Yuuri's waist and rest the other on the back of Yuuri's head, moving his head slightly so he could deepen the kiss.

Yuuri moaned slightly when Viktor ran his tongue over his bottom lip before gently biting it. Opening his mouth slightly Viktor's tongue danced with his, thoughts of the cold and the Christmas tree gone from both their minds. All Yuuri could think about and focus on was Viktor: his strong hands holding him safely; his warm tongue entwinned with his; his hot breath mingling with his own.

Viktor slowly started to move forward, forcing Yuuri to back up until he felt his back hit the wall of one of the wooden storage sheds they had outside. Viktor took hold of Yuuri's hands and pinned them above his head, holding him there. Not that Yuuri wanted to go anywhere, but Viktor knew how much Yuuri loved it when Viktor was in complete control.

Viktor wasn't going to take it any further than making out with Yuuri, not outside in this weather, but neither of them were complaining at the sudden intimacy.

Yuuri whined softly when Viktor stepped back after a few minutes and let go of Yuuri's hands. "V…Viktor…" he moaned, his face flushed red and his eyes darkened with need.

Viktor always loved Yuuri, but there was something special he loved when he looked like this. Taking hold of Yuuri chin he kissed him once more before leaning in to whisper in his ears. "We can continue later in your room if you wish."

Yuuri looked down in embarrassment before nodding slowly, causing Viktor to grin.

"We'd better get the rest of the decorations up then," Viktor grinned.

Yuuri looked back up at him and nodded with determination, before he practically flew through the garden hanging everything else up and switching the lights on. Viktor began to laugh as Yuuri finally came to a stop at the door to the inn, breathing deeply and looking Viktor right in the eye.

"…Well? That's them all up," he said.

Viktor smiled as he walked towards Yuuri. Taking hold of one of his hands he kissed it gently.

"Well then, shall we?" he asked softly, waiting for Yuuri's smile and nod before he led him to the bedroom.

~OtaYuri~

Otabek peaked his head out from the kitchen when he heard a long string of Russian swear words coming from the living room. He smiled fondly when he saw Yuri staining to reach the top branch of the tree. No way was he going to manage to get to it.

Otabek and Yuri had taken a big step and decided to spend the holidays together. Otabek didn't usually bother to decorate for Christmas but Yuri had insisted and had been stringing up lights and paper chains all over Otabek's apartment for most of the day. Otabek had helped him to set up the tree but had left Yuri to hang the ornaments since he was making dinner. But now Yuri couldn't manage to reach the top branch to slot the fairy on.

"Don't most people put a star on top of the tree?" Otabek asked as he put down what he'd been doing and walked through to the living room.

Yuri looked over his shoulder at him. "Yeah, but my Grandpa got me this fairy for the tree. He was trying to be funny."

Otabek smirked slightly as he came to a stop next to the tree. "Oh right, with you being the Russian Fairy and all."

Yuri glared up at him. "Look, if you're not going to help Beka then just go back in the kitchen."

Otabek chuckled and held his hand out for the fairy. "Give it here Yura, I'll put it up there."

Yuri grumbled slightly, but he always melted a little bit when Otabek called him 'Yura' so he complied and handed over the fairy. However, instead of simply placing it on the top of the tree, Otabek began to look at the fairy very carefully, turning it over in his hands.

"It's very beautiful," he murmured. "Your grandfather has very good taste. It's wonderfully crafted."

Yuri smiled slightly at the praise for his grandfather. "You know…I used to get really angry when people called me the Russia Fairy, but it doesn't bother me as much as it used to."

"Why not?" Otabek asked, looking down at Yuri, surprised at this sudden confession.

"Because of you," Yuri replied simply. "When you told me you didn't see me like that, that you saw me as a soldier instead, it made me really happy. Someone as skilful and talented as you had recognised how hard I need to work to be as graceful as I am on the ice, and that meant more to me than I could admit to myself at the time." Yuri smile a rare, genuine smile and Otabek felt his heart speed up. "So even if everyone else still sees me as that fairy, I don't care anymore. As long as to you I'm always a soldier."

Otabek wasn't sure what to say, his mouth opening and closing a few times as he tried to figure out how he should reply. Yuri's face started to turn red and he looked down and away from Otabek. "Are you going to just stand there or what?" he muttered in annoyance.

Otabek couldn't help but chuckle again as he stepped towards Yuri and gently tilted his head back up so they were looking at each other again. Otabek held the fairy out so it was next to Yuri's head and looked from it back to Yuri. Yuri looked up at him in confusion but didn't say anything.

"…Yes, you are a soldier Yura," Otabek murmured as he brought his hand back down and carefully tossed the fairy onto the couch behind them, "but your beauty is beyond even that of a fairy."

Yuri's entire face now flushed red but he didn't have time to say anything before Otabek captured his lips with his own. Yuri slowly began to kiss him back, stepping towards him as Otabek cupped his face with his hands.

Otabek stepped back after a few minutes and smiled at Yuri. Yuri was looking down out of embarrassment but he was smiling too.

Looking back round at where the fairy now lay on the couch, Otabek picked it back up and finally placed it on the top of the tree. Looking back down at Yuri he ruffled his hair fondly. "Yura, you want to help me finish making dinner? I'm making besbarmak."

Yuri looked up at him. "…With horse or mutton?"

Otabek chuckled. "Mutton of course."

Yuri nodded slowly, his face still red. "Okay then," he agreed before padding through to the kitchen. Otabek followed him, shooting one last glance at the Christmas tree fairy and smiling before re-entering the kitchen.

AN: Sorry if the OtaYuri bit was kinda out of character for them; I just reeeeeeeeeeeally love that ship and it needs more love :3

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