After entering his house, Yuri ran into his mother. It wasn't uncommon to see her awake at that hour, because she and his father were always early birds. The thing he wasn't expected was to find her looking through the window with a smiling face.

"Yuri... That handsome man who accompanies you, who is he?"

"Ah... W-well... He is Viktor. I've told you about him before... "

"Oh! Is he the man who frequents the store?" Yuri nodded and she sighed. "He even walks you house. What a gentleman. Why didn't you invite him in?"

"Uh... He said he wanted to wait for a taxi... Ah! I'll go out with him and Yurio to the skating rink in the afternoon." He told her before he forgot it.

"I see... You should invite him to dinner with us one of these days. Oh God. He's so handsome." She said blushing.

Yuri agreed with his mother, but he obviously would tell her that. He simply made a sound of affirmation and went to his room. As he prepared to sleep he heard a notification from his cell phone. It was a message from Viktor.

"I forgot to wish you sweet dreams."

"Sweet dreams for you, too." Yuri replied quickly. He didn't even think it, it was his fingers that reacted faster than his tired brain. Then, with a smile on his lips, he closed his eyes.

At noon, when he woke up, he was surprised not only to read Viktor's message and his own reply, but also to have more recent messages from him.

"I had sweet dreams thanks to you~"

"Are you already awake?"

"I guess not."

"I have the time. Let's meet at 3:00 p.m. I already told Yurio."

"Are you still asleep?"

The last message was sent 5 minutes ago.

"I'm sorry. I just woke up. Thanks for letting me know." Yuri was startled to receive another message almost instantly, followed by many others. Although this time Viktor wrote about how his dog had damaged part of a piece of furniture and that surely the hotel would charge him.

Yuri put his hands to his face. He could feel his cheeks burning against his will. How did something as simple as texting make him feel so happy? He wasn't even sure what Viktor meant to him, much less what he meant to Viktor. But the agitation that grew in his chest every time he looked into his blue eyes told him that he was so in love.

He shook his head, trying to erase that thought. They barely know eacth other. Hardly this morning they had they first decent conversation. Maybe... he was confusing physical attraction with love. That should be the case.

Besides, he was nothing special. It was difficult for someone like Viktor to notice him. He couldn't even understand why he asked to be his friend in the first place.

He gave a sigh of exhaustion and decided to answer the messages even with interjections like 'ah' or 'oh'. And while he did it, Yuri thought that he didn't feel like going out. He could... apologize and pretend he had caught a cold. Surely they wouldn't miss him.

"Yuri, are you still asleep?" He heard his mother knocking on the door.

"I woke up a few minutes ago." He answered loudly for her to hear.

"All right. At what time are you going out to skating with your friends? "

Oh. Why did he have to mention that to his mother? Yuri didn't have the heart to lie to her.

"In two hours..."

"Then I'll prepare you something light for your breakfast." She said as she began humming a song.

The dark-haired boy ears his mother's footsteps move away from the door. And he sighed again, thinking that he surely had nothing to worry about; he wouldn't be alone with Viktor. Yurio would be with them.

Arriving a few minutes early at the agreed time, Yuri found the silver-haired man waiting for him at the principal doors.

"Yuri! I glad you are here!" Viktor ran to meet him and hug him. Yuri, with his face all red because the embarrassment, tried to pull him away but the other man held him more tighter.

"Hey, not here, you perverts." Yurio told them after kicked them off the floor. "There are children watching. Have a little decency!"

"Yu-Yurio... This is not what ..."

"Oh, you're right." Viktor got up and helped Yuri to stand, then he added with a smile. "Since it's Saturday, the rink is a bit full of kids with their parents. But don't worry. I scheduled a rink only for us."

"Great!" Exclaimed the blond with a rather cheerful smile, which he seldom dared to show.

"Come on. This way!" Viktor said and grabbed Yuri's arm to take them to the counter and ask for three pairs of skates.

When they entered the area of the rink they saw that the place was indeed full of families, groups of friends and some young couples. Yuri felt a huge relief knowing they would have a rink to themselves. He was aware that at one moment or another he would falls ridiculously in front of Viktor for his lack of practice, but at least he wouldn't do it in a front of a crowd.

"Viktooooor!" They suddenly heard a group of girls scream in chorus. It was his fan club again. Viktor sighed wearily, but he showed them a smile anyway.

"Go ahead. I'll take care of them." He indicated the way with his thumb and the boys continued.

Yuri and Yurio walked along the corridor to a smaller rink.

"How lucky you are that your boyfriend is influential man. He gave us a rink for ourselves." Said the blond as he put on his skates.

"B-but he's not my boyfriend." He mumbled timidly.

"Come on. I already know that. I'm just joking." Yurio replied with an exasperated sigh and rolling his eyes. "Although, you must admit that it is very strage that he visit you in the store every day. Normal people don't do that no matter how good friends they are..." He entered the rink and slipped a few feet until he noticed that the dark-haired boy wasn't following him. "Why aren't you entered?"

"I haven't been on a rink for a long time..."

"I see. You're afraid of hurting yourself." He moved closer to Yuri and pulled him by a hand. "Come."

It took Viktor about 10 minutes to get rid of his fangirls, who asked him for both autographs and photographs. And when he finally got away from them to get to the rink, he watched how Yuri and Yurio were skating hand in hand.

Yuri was laughed as the blonde was flushed and frowning. Something in his heart hurt. Wait. Was he feeling jealousy? He wasn't sure. It was the first time he felt something like that. Viktor closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on pulling away that unpleasant feeling. He had no reason to be jealous of Yurio, or he didn't think he had them. No wanting to waste more time, he put on his skates.

"Can I have this piece?" Viktor asked, offering a hand to Yuri.

"You are late. All yours." Yurio threw Yuri hard at him. "I need to go to the bathroom." He said and left the rink.

Yuri's face hit Viktor's chest, and in a reflex act he hugged his waist to keep from falling to the ice.

"I-I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, pulling back and trying to stand on his own, and when he could stabilize a little, he adjusted his glasses. "I couldn't stop myself. I haven't practiced in years... "

"No problem, Yuri." Viktor replied with a pleased smile and took Yuri from his hands. "I told you I'd teach you how to skate like it was your first time. Trust me." He began to slide backwards through the ice, guiding the dark-haired boy as if he were a small child.

Yuri's legs trembled, not only because of the fear of fallen but also of the blue eyes that looked at him with a strange intensity. Suddenly he reminded Yurio's words. However, he couldn't think much about them because he felt a hand on his waist, which attracted him to Viktor.

"Yuri, you're so tense." Viktor murmured. They were so close that Yuri could feel his breath on his face and that made him shudder as well he blushed. "You need to relax or you're going to hurt your muscles. Or maybe you'd rather have us stop for a moment so I can give you a massage."

"N-no! I'm fine, really!" He replied, trying not to be so nervous and to avoid his gaze, but somehow always came back to look at him. "I... I think I can move by myself now. You can let me go." He wanted to get out of the embrace, but Viktor began to spin on his own axis, forcing him to cling to his back. "Vi-Viktor!" He groaned like a frightened puppy and the other couldn't help but laugh.

Still spinning, Yuri jerked and kept trying to break free to the point that it caused them both to fall. After opening his eyes, he realized that he was on Viktor's body and panicked.

"Ah! I'm so s-sorry, Viktor! I knew you were only having fun... But I..." Yuri he stopped when he heard Viktor still laughing.

"I hadn't fallen on the ice in years." He said as he sat down. "Don't worry, Yuri. I'm the one who is sorry." Viktor leaned his forehead against his. "I should have listened to you and stopped, but you looked so cute..."

Yuri didn't know what to say to that, but Viktor didn't expect an answer either, because as soon as he finished saying that, their lips joined.