Victor started to gain his attention. “Can I ask you something?”
Yuuri replied, a little uncertain because… since when did Victor ever ask for
permission to barrage him with questions?
Tilting his head
to the side in a way that made his silver hair swipe from his forehead, Victor
looked at him with rapt interest.
that we reminded you of the banquet last year…” Yuuri was already
groaning before he even listened to the rest. “Can you tell me where you
learned pole dancing?”
he whined, but Victor didn’t take it back.
Yuuri,” he probed. “You looked amazing up there on the pole, I’m just
curious.” And when that didn’t seem to work either, he added: “You
know, spouses shouldn’t keep secrets from each other.”
And Yuuri was
ready to die.
really that important?” Yuuri tried to wiggle out of it for the last time,
with little success.
“I want to
get some lessons, too,” Victor announced. “So that next time we can
dance together! Wouldn’t that be super fun?”
more of a choked coughing than laughter. Yeah, fun.
he finally started. “Okay, okay, fine. I can teach you. If you…
could gather what was happening, Victor was holding him in his arms and
crushing him in one of his famous bear hugs that left Yuuri winded for more
than one reason. Just as Yuuri was bringing himself to return the hug, Victor
was already moving away, skipping,
all bubbling joy and smiles.
help but smile at him as well. There was just no way to resist it when Victor
was this contagiously happy.
Yuuri,” Victor started again and Yuuri hummed to let him know he was
listening. “We should install a pole at home. To practice with, you
would we even fit that–”
One look at
Victor’s face was enough to tell him all he needed to know.
yes,” Victor said, almost making Yuuri laugh. Almost.
moving to Russia with you,” Yuuri insisted like it was a conversation they
already had countless times before.
And they did.
Twice. Once when Victor was showing him around St. Petersburg, a careless
comment made and laughed off. And once more in Barcelona, right before Yuuri
took off to the rink at the Grand Prix Final. Really great timing, Yuuri
thought with an embarrassed flush at the memory.
move to Japan just as easily,” Yuuri cut the whine off with no shred of
mercy. “You said it yourself, you love Hasetsu.”
“That wouldn’t be so bad.”
smiling a little. No, it wouldn’t be so bad. Not bad at all.
would we put the pole?”
made me think! Yuuri!”
in place and caught Yuuri by the arms. His eyes sparkled and shone so bright it
was impossible to look away, but also blinding.
night!” Victor was all childish excitement and bright eyes, which made him
so cute that Yuuri almost agreed to whatever he was going to say without
thinking, but… “You’ll dance for me, right?”
His face must
have betrayed his confusion, reluctance and sheer fear, because Victor’s smile widened. Just like Yuuri’s eyes did.
tradition, Yuuri,” Victor said.
And in that
moment Katsuki Yuuri swore never to take a drop of alcohol in his mouth ever
again. Because the consequences were haunting and Yuuri was scared for his
sanity. For real.