In honour of Valentineâs Day, here are things my bf has said to me in conversation and text that Victor Nikiforov has definitely said to his Beautiful FiancÊ⢠Katsuki Yuuri
âYouâre so gorgeous.â
âNo! Itâs my birthday! I can say what I like! And youâre gorgeous!â
âNothing. Just looking at your ass.â
âClassy. What do you want for dinner?â
*tilts head dramatically towards my ass*
âOh for godâs sake.â
âDid you know that youâre the most beautiful thing to ever happen?â
â⌠what about our darling (cat) dog?â
âHmm. Itâs tough, but no. Youâre prettier.â *softly to our pet* âI still love you.â
*after tripping over literally nothing in slippers*
âI love you. I think youâre wonderful and honestly, I put you on ice, youâre the most graceful thing Iâve ever seen. Even on rollerblades, you glide. But Jesus Christ, youâre such a fucking clutz.â
â(Kotyenok), I love you and I know you worry about things. But take a deep breath, let me help and weâll be just fine. Weâll fix it and you donât have to worry anymore.â
*disarming the pillow aimed at his head*
âItâs my birthday, you canât hit me! Fuck off!â
âPut that lip back. It wonât work.â
âGod damn it, youâre cute.â
âDid you just call yourself chubby? You are not allowed to call yourself chubby. Iâm the resident expert on your body and I can tell you, in my expert opinion, that you are sexy before anything else.â
âWhat are you staring at?â
âIf anyone asks, youâre sick.â
âWhy? Are you coming home early?â
âYes. I cancelled and Iâm heading home now.â
âOh? Something happen?â
âNo. Would just rather hang out with you.â
âWhat would you like me to make for dinner?â
âYou make me happy. Thatâs what you make.â
âWill you forgive me if Iâm sexy?â
âDoesnât matter how sexy you are if youâre not here.â
âIâm proud of you. You took something that was very hard for you, learned from it and used it for some good.â
âI love my new glasses, everythingâs so much clearer.â
âAmazing what happens when you actually go for an eye test. You get to be even cuter and see where youâre going!â
âI got the stain out of your jumper, itâs on the clothes horse.â
âI adore you xoxoxoxoxoxâ
âCanât I just wallow in self loathing?â
âNo. An ass like yours doesnât deserve that deprecation.â
*points at mannequin thatâs fallen over in shop*
âCheck it out! Itâs your after your fiftieth glass of wine!â
âElectric blankets. Theyâre the best thing ever.â
âNo. Youâre the best thing ever.â
âDo we have a scart lead?â
âWhy would I know that?â
âYouâre the one of us from the 80âs.â
âOh, yes. I forgot. Iâm a cradle robber, with my sprightly 1993 bae.â
âWell, you did have a long night. And some vigorously good sex. Not that Iâm boasting.â
âYouâre like an angel on the ice. But you canât walk in a straight line to save your life. Itâs a miracle we arenât stopped on our way in places. Youâre like a drunk baby.â
âThe only thing you canât lie about is how sexy you are.â
âI love and adore you. But no, thatâs not how physics works. Please get off the chair, koteynok.â
âHey, hey, hey! Stop saying sorry! Youâre perfect as you are! You have nothing to be sorry for. Now let me hold your hand.â
âItâll help you sleep. Having your boyfriend next to you is clinically proven to help these things. Proven by me, and Iâll show you with cuddles.â
âYou canât lift me, Iâm too heavy.â
âThat sounds like a challenge to me. Iâll go about my day with you slung over my shoulders, if I have to.â