I’m the opposite of a night owl and early bird like my body can physically wake me up pretty early but I feel like crap for hrs but come night fall and I feel happy and energetic but get sleepy by 9 /.
As an introvert, I find that I’m more energized at night. However, I can also function surprisingly well during the day, to the point of me being called a morning person. I guess I can attribute that to me being a former college student having to get up early in the morning for classes. What about you guys? Are you night owls for life or do you bask in the sunlight?
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Victuuri Week Day 2: Travelling
Victor Prompt: Competition
Arm wrestling counts as competition, right? But hey as it shows, in the end, Makkachin (and Victuuri) wins! 😂
I was a little busy yesterday with some personal stuff but still want to complete this entry before I forget.
Hey, Ash! Thanks so much for shooting me an ask! I had so much fun writing it! I hope I get some more of these :3
“The first week is always the hardest. Just give it time, Vitya. He will come around, just be patient.”
This was the advice that Yakov had given Viktor when he had announced Yuuri was moving in after the Grand Prix Final. After Yuuri’s small victory at the finals, they agreed it would be best to stay with Viktor in Russia, so that they could perfect Yuuri’s routine. Not only that, Viktor would also benefit from Yuuri’s support when he was relearning his old skating regiment. As soon as the decision was final, Viktor had insisted that Yuuri move in right away. He couldn’t bare being away from Yuuri for so long. However, Yuuri wanted to spend some time with his family and close friends before he made such a big step in both of their lives. So, Viktor had waited patiently for weeks until the day Yuuri would move into his home. It was during this time that Yakov gave him the strange advice. Little did Viktor know, he would actually need it in the very near future.
It was one A.M. and Yuuri was up. Normally, having Yuuri awake wouldn’t bother Viktor. However, this was the fourth night in a row that Yuuri had been up in strange hours of the night. It was a sort of pattern really. Viktor would wake up early in the morning trying to get the most out of the day, Yuuri, on the other hand, had a strange sleeping schedule. Yuuri would fall asleep around four or five in the afternoon and get back up around midnight. It didn’t make any sense to Viktor, but he tried his best to be understanding.
A bright light filled Viktor’s vision and he opened his eyes only slightly. Outside his bedroom door, the hall light was on and Viktor could make out the distinct shadows of Yuuri tiptoeing down the hall. Although Viktor appreciated the courtesy, he couldn’t sleep like this. Viktor had spent the past few weeks sleeping with Yuuri cuddled with him. Now that he was by himself, he felt utterly naked and unnatural. It bothered him to no end!
He groaned and pushed himself up wrapping his blue colored blanket around his body. He was quite the sight. His usual combed and styled hair was now into an upheaved mess. His bangs clung to his forehead, and he had black bags under his eyes. If Yuuri only came to bed, he would be able to sleep.
He opened his bedroom door and squinted at the bright light of the television as his eyes adjusted. He looked over at the couch and saw Yuuri watching a video he must have taken from home. It was all in Japanese. Viktor could only pull out a few keywords from what looked like a romantic comedy. His beloved Makkachin was cuddled under Yuuri’s feet, snoring softly. Viktor never wanted to be a dog more in his life.
He took a step forward and tripped on a dog bone causing him to fall forward. Yuuri jumped and quickly turned towards the sound that surprised him. All he saw was an exhausted Viktor wrapped in a blanket like a child who had a bad dream. He gave Viktor a sorry look.
“Viktor, what are you doing up so late? ” He asked.
“I could ask you the same thing.” There was a moment of silence before Viktor chewed his lip. It was a nervous tic that Viktor had since he was a child. "Why don’t you sleep in bed with me? I’m sorry if I made you upset or hogged the blankets. I can make Makka sleep in the hall or-“
Yuuri smiled at him and grabbed his hands, interrupting Viktor’s long train of thought as of why Yuuri wasn’t sleeping with him. "You didn’t make me upset, Viktor. I just can’t sleep. If I would have known it affected you this much, I would have gone on my phone and let you sleep.” He scooted over on the couch and patted one of the cushions next to him. "Come here. You need to sleep.“
Viktor smiled tiredly and sat down next to Yuuri. He leaned into Yuuri’s open arms and nuzzled into Yuuri’s chest. He could hear Yuuri’s heartbeat in one ear and the soft hum of movie in the other. Makkachin’s soft snores slowly joined into the beautiful melody filling Viktor’s ears and lulling him to sleep. Yuuri’s arm tightened against his shoulder and a kiss was planted on his forehead with the softness of a butterfly’s wing. Viktor wrapped his arms around Yuuri’s chest and smiled. There was just something so domestic about the scene that made Viktor yearn for more. Eventually, he wanted to start a family with Yuuri. He would give anything, all the skating, all his medals, all the fame, just to settle down with Yuuri and spend the rest of his life with him by Viktor’s side. But, for now, Viktor wouldn’t change a thing. He burrowed his face in Yuuri’s chest.
“I thought you hated me. ” he murmured softly.
Yuuri chuckled. Viktor swore his voice was made of honey itself. It was so thick and sweet. "I don’t think I could hate you if I tried. “
“Then, why didn’t you sleep with me? ”
Yuuri gave him a surprised look and adjusted his glasses like he was embarrassed. “Viktor, you do know that there is a six hour time difference between Saint Petersburg and Kyushu, right? ”
Viktor could only smile like an idiot. He really had no idea.
When your roommates finally fall asleep and you enjoy the silence and darkness of the night while reading some article on Wikipedia. Your eyes are sore from staring at screens for the whole day, and you’re half asleep, but you keep reading because you like lingering between wakefulness and sleep. The best feeling in the world.