hey, how do you feel about the “real” viktor nikiforov getting its penultimate chapter soon? like,,, over the weekend as long as i’m not too distracted by poobies which might also get an update.
“Phichit,” Yuuri whispered, trying very hard to keep his voice down. Viktor wasn’t in the room at the moment, but he could return at any moment, and he had no doubt that his friend would freak out, so it seemed better that he freaked out when Viktor wasn’t there. “Um… when I got back to Hasetsu, after Rostelecom, Viktor proposed to me.”
“Holy shit.” The volume of Phichit’s voice made the laptop’s speaker crackle, and Yuuri’s cheeks went red. “I told you that would happen! Well, I didn’t tell you, but I knew it! I knew it! Right from the start, when you found out it was actually Viktor, I knew that you two were going to get married!”
Yuuri laughed, burying his face in his hands, and the camera must have caught his ring, because Phichit made an excited noise. “Oh, yeah. And he’d been thinking about it, and he bought me a ring.” Yuuri held his hand up, laughing when Phichit inquired him to turn it to the side to see the details.
“Yuuri, that’s so cool. You’re getting married! And to Viktor Nikiforov, no less! Now, if you win gold, your life goals will basically be complete.”
“Well, I’ve got a fair bit of competition, I don’t know about gold.” Yuuri sighed, leaning back and pulling his laptop with him. “I mean, with Yuri and JJ and Chris and – “
“Me,” Phichit piped up.
“You were implied, Phichit. You know I view you as equal competition. I just… Viktor wants to get married when I win gold. And he said that wasn’t set in stone, but… I want to.” Yuuri stared at the ceiling.
“To?” Phichit had to know what Yuuri was talking about, didn’t he?
“To win gold, for Viktor. And to get married, one gold medalist to another,” Yuuri said firmly.
“Yuuri, I am never going to cheer against myself, not even for you, but you’ve got a good chance. If nothing else, you are going to blow Viktor away, and he’ll have no choice but to marry you, there and then on the ice. With or without a gold medal,” Phichit assured, and Yuuri smiled. Yeah. He knew that. Viktor clearly wanted to marry him. Really and truly, wanted to marry Yuuri.