HOW DOES YUURI’S FIRST BAR CRAWL W THE RUSSIAN FAM GO THO
IT GOES VERY WELL HE TRIES HIS FIRST BLOWJOB SHOT. AND THEN HIS SECOND, THIRD, AND FOURTH.
They pregame at his and Viktor’s place, where Viktor drinks stRAIGHT VODKA YUURI’S KIND OF SCARED and Yuuri has a white Russian (The drink, not his husband). It’s kind of obvious that everyone is planning to get Fucked Up. Yuri P. just turned seventeen and finally kind of looks old enough to drink, and Yuuri is aware by now that in Russia as long as you don’t have to stand on your toes to see over the bar, they’ll probably serve you.
The bars are on a carefully-planned route that Yuuri learns has been established since before Viktor’s first crawl and mostly seem to be based around a theme. They have names like The Ballet Slipper and The Dancing Lady. There’s also one called simply “Dicks” so, go figure
Yuuri learns that there is a drinking song to be sung when everyone gets drunk enough. It’s basically the Russian equivalent of “YAKOV YAKOV HE’S OUR MAN IF HE CAN’T DO IT NOBODY CAN”
The night ends where it begins; back at Yuuri and Viktor’s place, with half a dozen of the world’s top figure skaters passed out in their living room. Yuuri is missing a sock and a shoe (but not from the same feet) and when Viktor puts him to bed, he sticks his feet in the air and spends twenty minutes laughing at his own toes before completely and utterly conking out all at once.