Yuuri loved everything
about Victor, truly. But there were some things, small, seemingly insignificant
things that gave him pause at times. Like Victor opening and holding the door
for him everywhere they went. Or Victor paying at any restaurant before Yuuri
could even open his mouth to ask for the check. Or Victor letting Yuuri use the
shower first after a long day of practice, and then waiting up for him as they
got ready for bed and Yuuri wasn’t done checking his email.
wouldn’t have paid it much attention, but Yuuri did. It was nothing a sane
person couldn’t get used to, quite the opposite in fact, yet for some reason
that Yuuri couldn’t figure out… it bothered him.
Until one day he
did figure it out.
So he opened the
door for Victor the next time they came to practice at the St. Petersburg rink.
Yuuri caught the widening of Victor’s eyes when he held the door to let him
enter first. A blush, light and pretty, slowly spread over Victor’s cheeks, and
Yuuri realized that ah, this was why.
When they came
back home, Yuuri went into the bathroom first while Victor was busy greeting
Makkachin. He drew a bath the way Victor liked it: with scented oils and plenty
of bubbles. He then lead Victor in by the hand, ignored all his questions, and
stripped him slowly. As soon as Victor was in the bath, Yuuri brushed back his
hair and kissed his forehead. He caught Victor’s tender smile and a sigh of
delight right before he left to prepare dinner.
comfortably, talking, and laughing, and smiling, and feeding each other (and
Makkachin) from their plates until all of the food was gone and they started
getting sleepy. It was an unspoken rule that whoever made dinner was free of
washing the dishes, but when Victor stood up to take care of that, Yuuri only
took his hand and kissed the back of it, telling him to go ahead and wait for
him on the couch.
Victor bit his
lip as if there was something he wanted to say. His eyes followed after Yuuri,
but he chose to stay silent.
And so did
After a few
hours of cuddling over a semi-interesting movie they made it to bed, Victor
slipping under the covers with a yawn and a sigh. Yuuri only paused to change
into his pajamas and leave his glasses, his ring and his phone on the
nightstand before turning off the lights and settling next to Victor.
Light, unhurried, a little tired, but blissful and good.
back first, rolling to lie on his back and covering his face with his hands.
he spoke to the ceiling. “Did I forget something? An anniversary or… or
a holiday? Is today some sort of Japanese holiday or something?”
“Not that I know of.”
Victor was quiet
for a moment, thinking of anything he could’ve missed and Yuuri smiled a little
to himself. It was funny, on one hand, to see Victor so confused over these
simple gestures of kindness Yuuri’s showered him with all day, but on the other
hand, something in Yuuri hurt to see it, because it clearly told him that he
didn’t do it often enough for Victor to recognize it for what it was.
What is it then?” Victor asked, a curious note to his voice.
Yuuri shifted on
the bed, rising up on his elbow to easier look into Victor’s eyes. He couldn’t
see much thanks to the darkness and his bad eyesight, but he hoped that Victor
could see the sincerity in his gaze.
do these things for me, did you not notice?” he asked. And then explained:
“You pay for dinner whenever we go out, you open the doors for me, you
always let me shower first, and even when we get to bed and you’re falling
asleep standing, you still wait up for me.”
opening his mouth, but Yuuri put a finger to his lips.
“You do so
much for me Victor and I always noticed, but I never gave back any of that
kindness,” he smiled apologetically. “So from now on I’ll try to do
better, I promise.”
Victor took his
hand and nuzzled his cheek against the back of it, sighing a soft: “Oh,
down and kissed what he thought was the tip of Victor’s nose. (He hit
softly, his breath fanning against Yuuri’s chin.
want you to feel like you have to reciprocate, Yuuri,” he said a moment
later. “I’m just doing it because I want to. Because I want to wooyou
It was Yuuri’s
turn to laugh, even when his cheeks felt a little bit warmer.
if I want to woo you properly, too?” he returned, and he couldn’t tell,
but from the way Victor ducked his chin down just a little, Yuuri would chance
a guess that he wasn’t the only one blushing now.
So he kissed
both of Victor’s cheeks, his forehead and his lips – a lingering kiss that
Victor didn’t allow to end until Yuuri’s back started straining from the
position. They lied next to each other in complete darkness, grinning and holding
hands, and Yuuri knew that in that moment both of their hearts were beating to
the same rhythm of “I never want
this to end.”
If you aren’t reading this one, you should be! The fix it fic we all need for S4, making sense of the senseless. Shirley is weaving the canon we saw with the hidden backstory we know there must be. Absolutely awesome 😍
They agreed that it would be too hard for them to keep up their relationship long distance, that they didn’t want to risk losing their friendship. So it made sense that when Harry was away, they saw other people. They’re the same as they always are when they’re together–Harry guesses you could call them friends with benefits, but he doesn’t think that really encompasses what they mean to each other. Louis calls them idiots, which, well, probably isn’t all that inaccurate.
It’s not really that big of a deal. Harry is happy. Liam is happy–well, Harry’s pretty sure Liam is happy. So Louis can just shut it.
[Or: Liam and Harry have an arrangement, and it all goes great, until it doesn’t.]
m | 29k | liam/harry, side niall/louis, side liam/omc | ao3
When Erik receives nudes in the middle of the night from an unknown number, he’s confused and mildly amused. He doesn’t expect it to turn into an actual conversation…with feelings.
As if that’s not baffling enough, his friend’s brother ends up crashing at his place, further complicating everything.
Comments: Amazing, incredibly sweet, wonderfully written fic, please kudo this to outer space. It’s in Erik’s pov, but you can see Charles pining - both of them pine like the idiots they usually are , and there are misunderstandings and texting sass and all that jazz of a good fluffy rom com. I have reread this at least three times
| Desde el abismo | — “Final fantasy VII FANFIC COVER”
A 30-minutes-draw of Cloud that I did for my (really, reaaaally old) clerith fanfic: “Desde el abismo”
It´s a supernatural / romance thing & I still like the main idea, but it only has one episode since… september of 2012 (lmaoo) and I need to finish other fics first! But I’ll finish it someday, that’s for sure, he he~😃
Title: The Edge of the Stars Author: casuallyhl Pairing: Harry/Louis Where: ao3 Word Count: 16k Rating: N/A Status: Complete Summary: Louis laughed. “You think you can convince some random guy to want to go out with me?”
“Oh baby,” Jay chuckled. “I can convince all of the UK to want to go out with you.”
Meet the Parents AU where Harry is the man of Louis’ dreams, and it’s up to Jay to convince him to date her son.
He seethed alone in his booth at the diner. She didn’t work on Wednesdays, so some nameless waitress brought him a soda as he smoked through three packs of cigarettes. Hermione told them those’ll kill him, but then she had also brought him five packs and she told him to smoke himself into an early grave.