"So how are things going?" Phichit was looking at the screen oblivious to the hamster that was climbing his black strands of hair and to the other that just made a slide out of his shoulder. They've been talking for more than 10 minutes now and as always, he wanted to know how his best friend's relationship was going because Yuuri had such an interesting life and he wanted to document every moment. It was almost embarrassing how many questions he had about their sex life but he was lucky that his friend was too fond of him to shut him down. Yuuri wouldn't have answered anyone who asked about this and he never gave Phichit details either but he knew there was no ending to this type of conversation.

"Perfect" Yuuri fidgeted with the napkin that remained in front of him. It was afternoon and Viktor was taking a nap because he had a troubled sleep the night before – something that rarely happened so he decided to call his best friend and have a chit-chat.

"Everything is okay?"

"Yeah, I just…" Yuuri started but shut his mouth as soon as it opened, throwing his lower lip straight in between his white teeth. It was silly, really, he shouldn't complain about something like this.

"You just what?"

"It's stupid" Phichit rose a brow so the Japanese sighed and looked straight at the screen, trying to put what he wanted to say in the right words. "Today we were training and Mila was talking about how she was dating a… hockey player and it's just…" He took a big breath, knowing his friend would give him time. "Viktor and I have never been on a real date"

He thought he sounded like an annoying damsel; I mean he was living with the man he loved which was the same with the man he admired all his life, what more could he ask for? Viktor was loud and sometimes too much in public so he felt often embarrassed but he was also very caring and protective and he spoiled Yuuri beyond limits.

"So tell him you want a date"

"I can't do that!" Yuuri's voice was pitched. "It's silly"

"You know he would not say no" Phichit got up and grabbed a third hamster – this one a lighter color and began to rub his tummy, making the small thing wiggle. "He would do anything you ask him to"

"But I don't want to take advantage of him" The brunet pouted and ran a hand through his locks, pushing them on the back.

"Viktor Nikiforov is not the type to do things just because people ask him to – he does what you ask because he wants to, that's not the same with taking advantage of someone. He's just…" His lips formed a devilish grin. "a lovesick puppy"

At the word puppy Makkachin jumped on the bed which made the both of them laugh and Yuuri rubbed her head lovingly, smiling at the way her tail waved.

"I am too" He said on a low tone and Phichit's grin grew bigger – if that was possible.

"I know you are" They kept talking about all type of things, like how training was with Ciao Ciao and about their routines for the soon coming GPF. The competitions were starting in less than a month and that made them both excited and a little scared because their opponents were a real danger and Viktor was coming back this season too. He's been training hard so it was almost like he never took a break – his skating was impeccable and his quad was intact, which was surprising but not really. They talked for half an hour more, until Phichit was called by some friends to go out and they had to say goodbye. It was not like they were not talking every day.

Yuuri hugged Makkachin closer for a bit before deciding he should see if Viktor was still sleeping so he got up and tiptoed to the bedroom, careful not to disturb the possible dreams the Russian was having. He opened the door ever so slowly before he saw Viktor was in a sitting position, rubbing his eyes while his hair was a tangled mess. When he saw his lover his pretty mouth formed a sleepy smile and he opened his arms when Makka jumped on the bed and cuddled him.

"Good morning, Vitya!" he said and went closer, gasping surprised when the older man wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him on the bed, next to him. His mouth covered his and the brunet relaxed immediately into the touch, closing his eyes and gripping the man's arm with his fingers. After he was released he sighed long, feeling his cheeks were flushed.

"Good morning, solnyschko" He mumbled against the other man's cheek and cuddled almost on top of him.

"You know… technically it's evening" Viktor chuckled, his voice still hoarse with sleep but didn't let go, he continued to cling, enjoying the warmth. "What do you want for dinner?" He hummed as an answer, not sure himself and leaned into the hand that was massaging his scalp gently."What does that mean?"

"Whatever you want" Yuuri sighed, displeased.

"Yurio is coming over for dinner today, maybe I should ask him" Viktor grinned – he knew the child ever since he was a 5 years old and Yakov took him in the mini league but they've only grew this close since Yuuri moved in. Yuri barely had any friends outside the rink mates so they always made sure to include him in their domestic evenings; he always accepted – even if he always made it sound like he was the one doing them a favor.

"Piroschkis it is then" The Russian grinned and Yuuri chuckled, shaking his head.

"He really likes those things"

"As much as you love katsudon" The Japanese parted so their eyes could meet.

"Don't make it sound like you don't adore katsudon" Blue eyes gleamed amused and he knew something embarrassing was going to follow.

"Oh but I do adore my little katsudon" He burst into laughter at the cheesy line but his face didn't hesitate to turn red so Viktor leaned for another kiss before deciding it was time to get up. Yuuri went to the kitchen where he checked the fridge to see he was having all the ingredients and he took Nikolai Plisetsky's recipe that he followed without hesitation, knowing it was the only way he could get the perfect aroma.

Viktor joined him soon after he checked his email and messaged Yuri to make sure he was still coming, receiving an angry reply in capitals with "FCOURSE I'M COMIG! I AM NOT A FORGTFUL GEEZER LIKE SOME1 ELSE!" When he read the message out loud, his fiancé chuckled because it was so characteristic.

"He's a good kid" Viktor added as he was watching Yuuri preparing the mixture. The Japanese almost forgot at times there was a whole life before the two of them met – the relationship Viktor had with each member of the Russian team was special; they were all like brothers and they all helped each other at any time of day and night and that was something impressive.

At first, he's been a little intimidated by their looks and loud way of being but in the end he saw behind those facades there were good people with golden hearts, from dramatic Georgi who was always broken hearted to loud Mila who teased Yurio beyond measure. They all admired Viktor who was like their older brother and they never hesitated to ask for his advice when they needed it. Yuuri loved to see his fiancé interact so peacefully with others so it was a delight at trainings when they were spending time together.

The piroschkis were cooking when there was a loud bang at the door and Yuuri left his apron aside, going to answer as Viktor was pouring water in glasses. Outside the apartment stood the gold medalist, dressed in the ugliest tiger print hoodie that was ever made, his skinny legs covered by a pair of black jeans and with sunglasses and leopard print snickers on.

"Hello!" Yuuri greeted and stepped aside so the teen would enter, ignoring completely the salute. He was ready to make a mean comment when his nose was filled with the familiar smell that was his favorite and his eyes lit up.

"You made piroschkis?!" Viktor's head peeked from around the corner, his heart-shaped smile lighting his features.

"Indeed, Yurio! Welcome!" The blonde decided not to yell once again that was not his name and instead got his shoes off and followed the other too into the kitchen where they sat at the already prepared table. The couple was awful, he agreed on that ages ago but there was something refreshing in spending time with them, maybe it was because they were a lot younger than Lilia and Yakov and they could talk about anything. They small-talked while eating and they didn't forget to ask about Otabek which resulted in a very angry and red Yuri yelling it was none of their goddamn business.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" Yuuri asked and even if the teen accepted he got bored soon and grabbed his phone and began to swipe through his social media accounts to see what it was new. The only one who was really watching the movie was Viktor who had his head laid on his fiancé's lap. He was left behind when the Japanese leaned towards the younger Russian. "Are you enthusiastic about the starting season?"

"Why would I be?" Yuri snapped.

"Maybe you two will be allocated at the same rinks" He whispered quietly and smiled shyly when the Ice Tiger of Russia began to frown uncomfortable.

"We're just friends"

"Well, it doesn't matter, it's still good to see each other" The teen nodded this time and sighed happily that Viktor was not paying attention because he and Mila were the most annoying about this matter. It wasn't like he liked Otabek that way, they were just best friends.

He went home around 10 PM and once they were alone they decided on snuggling in bed which sounded like a divine idea for the both of them. Yuuri logged in his Instagram to see he was tagged in a dozen of new pictures and he sighed when he saw they were all Viktor's. There was one of them at practice, one of them cooking, one of their hands together, one of Yuuri drinking hot chocolate, his glasses steamed, in the place where they had lunch. There was no thing as a stop button when it came to Viktor Nikiforov.

He pressed on the picture with him drinking hot cocoa and began to swipe through the comments. He was rarely doing that because he knew people on the internet could be very mean but his eyes widened when he saw the kind words people he didn't know left him.

He's such a sweetheart!

A cute cinnamon roll for our dear Vitenka xxo

The best couple EVER!

AAAAAAAAAGEAGHIFAD TOO PERFECT

Viktor saw his mesmerized gaze and struggled to look at the screen himself, happy when he saw what it was all about. He wrapped his arms around the close body and rested his head on his shoulder.

"They probably feel I'm happy" That was silly of him to say but Yuuri nodded, accepting the sweet words and leaving his phone aside to turn and kiss a crown of silver hair.

"Viktor…" he hesitated.

"Yes, Yuu~ri?"

"I want to go on a date with you" He felt the air being kicked out of his lungs at the end of the sentence and his heart began to struggle in his chest when Viktor got up to look him in the eye. "It's just… we never had a real date" The silver-haired man's mouth gaped and soon his expression changed into a very enthusiastic one.

"But you're right!" He got up, kneeling beside the smaller man. "Let me take you on a date, Yuuri! A real one with dinner and …" He was already lost in plans when the said man tugged on his sleeve and smiled.

"I already said I want to" Viktor burst into chuckles and cupped his head with both hands, pulling him for a loving kiss. "But when?"

"Are you free on Saturday night?" Yuuri laughed at that.

"You know my program, Viktor!"

"Maybe I do" He was silly. "Then how about Saturday at 6 PM?"

"Will it be fancy?"

"Probably. Yes" He liked to do things in a big style, it was not a secret and he was going to give Yuuri the best date of his life. "Is there anything you would like to do?"

"Surprise me?" He nodded, happily and leaned for another sweet kiss that turned into so much more.

Yuuri checked himself in the mirror – he was looking good in the new clothes he bought especially for tonight. He knew Viktor would probably take him to fancy places so he took a new black collar shirt that went perfectly with his new jeans and with his hair that was now carefully framing his face. He gulped, wondering if it was alright. His heart was hammering in his chest as a realization – he was having a date with Viktor Nikiforov! It was funny that he could get so nervous about a going out with the man he was living with for months now but the feeling was still there and he had to close his eyes and breathe so he wouldn't pass out or anything.

"Viktor, are you done?" He took the bedroom while the other was in the walk-in closet, deciding on what to wear himself.

"2 minutes!"

He sat down on the bed and texted Phichit about what was going on, receiving a row of motivational messages that made him smile because the Thai was the bestest friend in the entire world. He was still on the phone when the door opened and inside came the one he was waiting, looking like a beautifully dressed doll, an unsettled expression on his angelic features. He smiled nervously and Yuuri got up to go and study him up-close.

"You look beautiful, zoloste" He whispered touching Yuuri's face gently.

"You too" Was all the Japanese managed and soon his hand was took in a bit bigger one, leading him towards the door. Makkachin was staying with Yakov tonight (much to Lilia's nuisance) so they locked the door and headed outside where a cab was waiting for them.

Viktor said the address to the driver and leaned on his back, wrapping an arm around Yuuri's shoulders. The place where the car took them was indeed a very fancy restaurant and the Japanese began to feel anxious as soon as he saw it because he's never been to such a place before beside the official meetings about ice-skating. They got inside holding hands and a waiter came to ask if they had a reservation.

"Nikiforov" Viktor said simply and the man nodded, checking the list and guiding them towards their table which was on the first floor, next to a glass wall that offered them a perfect view of the city lights. They took their places and soon the menu came and the Russian ordered a bottle of wine. He saw his lover was nervously looking around and playing with the white cloth on the table so he extended a hand that rested on top of the other's, making him look up.

"It's just… no one took me to such a fancy place before" Viktor smiled sweetly and he would have leaned for a kiss if there wasn't the wood table in between them.

"That's a shame because you deserve so much more than this" Yuuri got red at an instant and didn't reply, not sure of what he should say.

"I actually realized I went to a lot of first dates" The man said after a while and Viktor widened his eyes while sipping on the red liquid. "I guess I'm a boring date" The Japanese said pitiful with a sarcastic amusement.

"You're not, they were just impatient fools. This is the best date I've ever been too"

"It's barely even started" Yuuri murmured unbelieving.

"Yes but it's with you. And for once I know my partner is as nervous as I am" The tone was warm and it made the man smile at the kind words, the nervousness starting to fade. Viktor was just as worried as he was and there was no point in it because they loved each other, it didn't matter if the night was perfect or not. The menus came and they went for seafood which was the specialty of the chief and had all types of fish and other marine delicacies before their stomachs were filled and they were sighing, almost sleepy. They had their usual small talks and when they asked for desert Yuuri giggled.

"It is the same as usual"

"Hm?"

"Me and you" He got a bit dizzy because of the wine so now he felt courageous. "We are the same, it doesn't matter where we are"

"Isn't that good?" Viktor teased and the Japanese nodded hurried.

"I wouldn't have it any other way but I am glad I have a date with you"

"We can make it a thing"

"What do you mean?" The brunet asked, not grasping the idea.

"I would like us to have a date every once in a while" They both nodded in agreement and after they had strawberry cake Viktor asked for the check, knowing Yuuri was uncomfortable with these type of things. Ordering and asking for things put a little too much pressure on the younger skater so he usually panicked. Viktor offered his card for the paying and after it was returned to him they began dressing their coats. "I think it's time for our next destination"

"What? I thought we are going home" Yuuri said sincerely surprised and Viktor smiled.

"No, you wouldn't believe dinner is all I was going to give you" He said faking shock and then chuckled at the embarrassed expression on his lover's face. "Come on"

They walked to the next stop and Yuuri gasped when he saw it was a cinema. He hoped they were going to pick an American movie because his Russian was still rusty – he understood most words if they were spoken slowly but that wasn't going to happen in a movie. He wanted to go inside when he heard a dramatic gasp and turned to see the horrified expression on Viktor's face.

"What's the matter?" The older man looked like his world just crumbled.

"I have just realized we were first supposed to watch the movie and then have dinner. I ruined everything" He said all that on such a grave tone that the younger man burst into laughter, much to his displeasure. He pouted, this time for real so Yuuri went closer and pulled him in a hug.

"You didn't ruin anything, Vitya" He assured and kissed his cheek. "Let's go and pick a movie"

"It's your choice" So it was indeed, an American horror movie, much to Viktor's discomfort. It wasn't that he didn't like the idea, he just was easily scared as he didn't see a lot of these. He was a romantic comedy type of guy but it seemed his fiancé had other plans. They picked some popcorn and soda and chose some places in the back.

The place was not near full but there were enough people for them to need to be subtle. They took the places and as the generic began Viktor grabbed Yuuri's hand on the armrest in between them, holding it tightly. It was about a haunted house and he closed his eyes when the scary music began, much to the Japanese's amusement.

"You have to keep your eyes opened to see the movie" He teased, making Viktor pout further. He was adorable with a pout on so each time he did that he received a short kiss and a smile. "It's not even such a scary one"

"That's because you've seen a lot of these"

"Probably" he agreed, eyes glued on the screen. Viktor was growing bored now; he's missed so many scenes that he couldn't grasp the narrative line so he simply turned and stared at his date. Damn, did Yuuri look good tonight. Not that that it was a surprise; all he wanted to do was to pepper that lovely face with kisses and whisper the sweetest words in his ear. They were further from the others, most of them teenagers so he rested his head on Yuuri's shoulder. Slowly but calculated his lips moved towards the revealed skin of the other's neck where they began to caress gently, parting from time to time. Yuuri would have said he was still watching the movie but both of them knew it was a lie, his mind could only focus on the wet softness on his skin. He shut his eyes, trying not to moan when Viktor's hand slipped from the armrest to his hip where he squeezed while murmuring something in Russian.

"Vitya" he whispered hurried but the lips were restless, assaulting what they knew it was an erogenous spot. A soft tongue swiped across the now-formed love-bite and made him shiver, his body tensing at the feeling of the wandering hand beginning to move. It trailed the inside of his thigh, sliding down to his knee and then back up with a patience that drove him crazy. He began to harden so his breathing became shallow, making the older man smile satisfied.

His fingers grazed the hardened member and their lips touched just in time to muffle the moan that came, which was loud enough to distract the others. Their tongues danced wildly while Viktor's fingers grasped the hard flesh and the younger man covered the hand with his, alarmed because he didn't want to cum in his pants in a public place.

"We should keep it for later" he whispered and the Russian nodded, a satisfied grin on his lips. He loved to see his lover squirm under his touch.

He had no idea how the movie ended because he was looking at Yuuri the whole time. He was wondering how could all his love fit inside this small adorable man that was by his side. Before Yuuri he neglected life a lot, even if he was under Yakov's supervision he was taking poor care of himself and barely had a thing or two he could say he valued; now everything was colorful. He wanted to try everything again but this time with Yuuri by his side because everything felt different – he felt different. He's been reborn and he was learning to grow and accept his new better self each day.

On their way home they held hands so tightly that they almost hurt and kissed with every chance, ignoring the bothered stares of people passing by in the night. Once they entered the elevator their bodies melted against each other and they happily pressed number 8, satisfied no one else was interested in the small space. Yuuri was pushed to the corner where his entire body was lovingly assaulted by limbs and lips. Viktor rubbed his knee against the evident erection and when the elevator announced it was their floor he grabbed the brunet, raising him up and forcing him to wrap his legs around his hips. He was sustaining his weight and their crotches were brushing, making their body tingle with need.

He had no idea how he got the keys out but he did and as soon as they were on the hall he pushed the door closed with the heel of his foot before his lover freed himself and pushed him against the wall.

"Yuu-" pant. "Ri?" He was surprised by the attitude but the Japanese could take no more so he silenced him with a rough kiss that left them breathless.

"I want to take care of you" Yuuri's voice was hoarse and filled with arousal. Viktor widened his eyes when the man dropped to his knees in front of him and began to unbuckle his belt. In the little time they lived together and been officially lovers he has never tried something like that so it was surprising to see this type of behavior.

"You don't have to –" The Russian was sure the man never did something similar before. And he was right but that didn't mean his partner was not headstrong enough to continue.

"I want to, Vitya" He leaned against the wall, then and braced himself for whatever was to come. His boxers were already wet because of the ministration in the elevator and Yuuri smiled satisfied at the sight, leaning to press his lips against the now-transparent material, making his fiancé shudder. His tongue circled the head and even if it was a lovely sight to see Viktor grow so impatient he pulled the pants down completely, along with the boxers and took the erection gingerly in his hand.

Okay so – Viktor has done this to him a lot of times before so he could remember the basics. Also he read some articles on that but that didn't mean he was not nervous; what if he sucked at it? Well, I guess sucking is the whole idea. He almost rolled his eyes at his own joke and began to slowly stroke the hard meat, closing his fist gently, knowing that was what the Russian wanted.

"Yuuri" He gasped, followed by incoherent mumbled words.

The mentioned man gulped and looked straight at the erection he was holding. It was smooth and pretty but above all it was Viktor so it had to taste good. He leaned so his tongue lapped at the drops of precum formed at the tip and he panicked when the man sobbed in pleasure but realized he was doing a good job so he licked the side too, happy for the reaction.

"Dorogoy, solnyshk-oooh" He moaned when the head disappeared in Yuuri's mouth and jumped when he felt teeth. He felt the danger near so he cupped his beloved's head and pushed him off gently. "No teeth, baby, they're not part of the deal"

"I'm so sorry, I-" He hasn't realized, of course he didn't so Viktor shushed him.

"I know, you're perfect. Do you want me to help you?" The Japanese nodded, a bit of saliva running down his chin. "I'll be gentle, okay? Trust me" He cupped his head and pushed him back on his hard-on. "Relax your throat for me." He was a perfect student so he did as he was told and managed an inch or two more. "Damn your mouth feels so good, zoloste" he whispered hurried. "Breathe through your nose"

Yuuri was an ambitious man, everyone knew that but it was not always a good thing so when he hurried to get the whole thing inside his mouth, dizzied by Viktor's praises, he choked on it and pulled away instantly. He coughed, the back of his throat hurting and the silver haired man kneeled beside him and cupped his face, trying to make him calm down.

"You're alright, baby, it was just a scare" He knew already and he also knew he wanted to get this done so he pushed Viktor on his back and took his erection in his mouth again, this time focusing on the sensitive tip. When his tongue reached the slit he felt the Russian tremble so he moaned around it, making him lose it. He did that again and again. "I'm gonna come, swee-, I'm gonna" He warned and grabbed his shoulder to push him off but it was futile because Yuuri wanted all of him so he welcomed the release in his mouth, surprised by the sweet taste. It tasted different than he felt it during their kisses but he swallowed the whole thing and licked the remains from his lip, looking straight at his hard-breathing lover who still had his eyes closed.

Viktor covered his eyes with an arm and took a minute or two to calm his heart. In that time Yuuri got closer and rested his head on his chest, circling his arms around his solid chest.

"Was it good?" He whispered shyly and the older man left the arm down and looked at him with a gentle smile.

"It was… wow" It was not the best technique, he couldn't lie about that but the fact that it was Yuuri's mouth made him cum twice as fast. He loved that he was the first one to ever receive a blowjob from the man and he was planning on being the last one too.

"I'm glad" The blush on Yuuri's cheeks made him laugh – he went from Eros to shy in less than 10 seconds. He was still hard so when Viktor's hand slipped down his body and towards his crotch he moaned loudly, watching the man through heavy eyelids.

"You know" he whispered cocky "You didn't strike me as one to put out on the first date" At that they both laughed and Yuuri slapped his shoulder playfully.

"I never do – you're an exception"

"A happy one, then" The Russian muttered before rolling so now he was on top, kissing his lover away.

The room smelt of sex – in fact, he was almost sure the entire house did but he didn't care as they were alone and finally satiated. He looked over at Viktor that was staring at the ceiling with a small smile playing on his now-swollen lips and smiled himself, knowing his life couldn't be more satisfying.

"Vitya?"

"Hmm?" Soon the man's lips were brushing against his forehead and they were in an even tighter embrace.

"Are you nervous about the up-coming GPF?" It was something he always wanted to ask – was the man ever nervous about a competition?

"Nervous? No – I can't wait for it; I want to have everyone together again" He sighed at the thought of everyone from around the globe together in the same place again. He made a lot of skaters friends lately and he missed Phichit too so that was one reason to be enthusiastic for him too. "I'm planning on winning gold" Yuuri faked shock with a too-loud gasp.

"What a coincidence! Me too" they both chuckled and Viktor kissed his forehead again.

"I want you to win gold" He sighed. "But that doesn't mean I will let you win"

"I don't want it that way either."

"It's time for me to remind everyone just who is the best skater around" Viktor almost purred and Yuuri rolled his eyes.

"And the most modest" They both chuckled and the Japanese cuddled closer, enjoying the warmth contrasting the wind outside.

"But I really want to kiss your gold, Yuuri" The pale-haired man whined. "I just don't know how to feel right now" He continued dramatically making the other chuckle at the drama-queen display.

"Thank you for the date, Vitya, I love you" he said after a while and raised to press a soft kiss on the other's cheek. The so-called man smiled, surprised and then wrapped his arms around his fiancé once again, nuzzling his nose with his.

"I love you too, zoloste"

A/N: Thank you for the lovely lovely reviews - they give me life! And thank you for reading! I promise the next chapter will be a lot more... extra than this one *wink wink* Feel free to tell me what you think about the story xx