So I’ve been reading time travel fics recently, and I completely fell in love with the idea of young!Victor being thrown into the future and meeting older!Yuuri, but it also made me think.
But what if young!Victor (I’ll call him Vitya from now on) is thrown into a world where Yuuri and Victor have kids already?
For some reason, Vitya wakes up in a big bed in a room he’s never seen before, and he’s really confused but also half convinced he’s still dreaming.
But he can hear the quiet drone of a television from the other room, and he can smell bacon, so he follows his nose.
He knows he’s not in St. Petersburg anymore because the scenery outside looks completely different from what he’s used to, and also, he seems to be in a Japanese styled inn. Perhaps he’s here for a competition? Or maybe Yakov decided to give him a long deserved vacation? He’s always wanted to visit Japan.
As he’s walking down the hall, a door up ahead opens, and a sleepy twenty-year-old walks out, blond hair dishevelled and eyes still droopy with sleep.
The second he sees Vitya, he starts screaming bloody murder.
Vitya jumps back, startled, and the blond guy is still screaming and gesturing wildly and looking as if he’s seen a ghost.
Two seconds later, there’s a loud thump from one of the other rooms, and the sound of a baby crying from somewhere else in the inn.
An angry blond slams open a door and comes out into the hallway.
“The fuck are you screaming for this early in the morning, Kenjirou!?” he asks in English.
The screaming one, Kenjirou, keeps screaming and points at Vitya.
The new blond turns and sees Vitya, and promptly starts screaming as well.
Vitya almost feels amused.
Then, finally, an adult comes running in. He looks to be maybe in his late twenties, with messy black hair and big brown eyes hidden behind a pair of blue-rimmed glasses. He has a baby on one hip and an exasperated expression, as if the screaming is something he’s used to.
The two screaming ones immediately shut up when they see him.
“What the hell is going on with you two?” he asks. “I’d only just gotten Katyusha back to sleep and you’ve already woken her!”
The two screaming ones, now quiet, don’t say anything and instead point imperiously at Vitya.
The man turns to look at Vitya, and there’s a moment of shock as his eyes land on the sixteen-year-old, before he groans and breathes out through his nose, raising a hand to rub his temples.
“Victor warned me about this. I thought he was just joking.”
Vitya perks up at hearing his name.
“Kenjirou, take him to the living room - we’ll sort this out there. Yura, go wake up Beka and the others.”
Ten minutes later, Vitya is sitting on a cushion in the living room, in front of a low table surrounded by five other young people. One of the previously screaming ones, Kenjirou, is sitting next to him and is still gaping.
The other previously screaming one, Yura, is sitting across the table from him, now holding the baby (Katyusha) and rocking her slowly back and forth so she doesn’t start crying again.
The three guys that Vitya hadn’t yet met had also started screaming when they’d seen him.
They’re all quiet now.
The group sits in awkward silence for several minutes until the man from before (Katyusha’s father, probably?) calls for Beka to help him bring breakfast to the table. Vitya watches a black-haired guy (probably the next oldest after the guy who seems to be in charge) get up and walk into the kitchen.
Soon, everyone is seated and has food in front of them, and Katyusha is back in her father’s lap and everyone is watching him expectantly.
Vitya listens on in interest as the man (who introduces himself as Yuuri Katsuki-Nikiforov) explains that he, Vitya, has somehow been transported to the future.
A future where he’s married and has a daughter.
He and his supposed future husband, Yuuri, are figure skating coaches, and Yura and the others are their skaters. They have three others, but since it’s currently the off-season, they’re off visiting family.
The inn they’re currently in is owned by Yuuri and Victor, and serves as a boarding house for their skaters.
Victor accepts the explanation pretty easily.
(The other skaters…not so much. There is more screaming.)
More than the time travelling, the thing Vitya finds most unbelievable is that he ends up marrying someone as ordinary and unspectacular as Yuuri.
He doesn’t voice these thoughts, of course.
(He’s not suicidal after all, and it’s obvious how much the skaters adore their coach.)
But over the course of the three days he’s stuck in the future, Vitya comes to realize how utterly wrong his initial impression was.
And by the time he returns home, he is horrendously jealous of his older self, and impatiently looking forward to the day he gets to meet his Yuuri.