#victoryuuri

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“I’ll be right with you,” Yuuri calls out when he hears the bell on the door chime. He continues wrapping the flowers for the older woman in front of him, handing them to her with a thanks when he’s done.

He looks up at the customer who’s just come in and flushes when he recognizes him. It’s Victor, and today he’s eyeing the lilies beyond the greenhouse window. He’s wearing a beautiful blue scarf that brings out his eyes, and Yuuri wonders if it’s gotten colder outside that would merit a scarf.

“Do the lilies interest you today?” Yuuri asks, stepping up besides Victor and pointing to the flowers.

Surprised, Victor startles and looks back at Yuuri, and nods quickly. “Yes. May I see them?”

“Of course,” Yuuri says, opening the door to the greenhouse and leading Victor over to the lilies in the corner. “If you’d rather have them cut, I do have some in the front, but these are more for you to take home and continue to grow yourself,” Yuuri says as Victor circles the potted plants.

“That might be good. It would last longer, no? That is if I’m good at taking care of it,” Victor adds with a laugh.

“I’m sure you would do just fine. And yes, it would last longer. You would probably save time and money and wouldn’t have to come to the shop as often,” Yuuri says with a smile.

Victor’s eyes widen, and if Yuuri didn’t know better, he would say Victor had a look of devastation on his face.

I can’t remember the name and maybe it was deleted because I’ve been searching for it with all the tags I could think of ;A; (if so DL link pls??)

Yuuri and Victor accidentally become ‘rivals’ when a picture is taken at a competition and it shows yuuri 'snubbing’ Victor (who is waving at someone else, but it looks like he is greeting yuuri)

Yuuri is mortified (HE DIDNT HAVE HIS GLASSES ON)

Victor is amused, so he starts playing up the rival thing just to fuck with people

Yuuri thinks Victor hates him

Victor searches Yuuri Katsuki

Finds a video of him dancing to single ladies on ice and replies en suite

Phichit makes Yuuri dance to hips don’t lie

It’s all goofy and fun and they’re all dorks

I think it’s a one shot?

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“Victor,” Yuuri says, smiling fondly at the man in front of him who is currently playing trombone with the magazine in his hands. “Victor, where are your glasses?”

“Hmm?” Victor says, finally settling at holding the magazine a good arms length away from him.

Yuuri rolls his eyes, using a finger to lower the magazine Victor’s holding so he’s in Victor’s line of sight instead.

“You should wear your glasses, Victor,” Yuuri says gently, scooting closer so he’s kneeling beside Victor on the couch, almost hovering over him.

Victor pouts. “But they make me look old , Yuuri.”

Yuuri rolls his eyes. “Do you think my glasses make me look old?” he asks.

Shocked, Victor vehemently shakes his head. “I love your glasses! They are cute, and they don’t make you look old at all! How could you say that?!”

With a smile, Yuuri lifts his eyebrows as if Victor’s just proved his point. Victor deflates.

“It’s different. You’re so cute already and your glasses just turn it up,” Victor says.

“I don’t think it’s any different at all. I like your glasses, and I like when you wear them. Especially because it means you can see me so much better,” Yuuri says with a smirk, pushing himself so his face is inches from Victor’s. He waits until Victor can’t help but smile at him, and when he does he kisses him.

“You’re right,” Victor finally says when Yuuri pulls back from the kiss. He sighs and then says, “They’re on our dresser, I think.”

Yuuri nods and pecks Victor on the lips again and gets up to retrieve the glasses. When he comes back, he sets them on Victor’s face and adjusts them so they’re straight.

“There. Better?”

Victor nods. “You’re not as blurry,” he says, caressing Yuuri’s cheek. Yuuri giggles and picks up the magazine Victor had abandoned on the couch to hold Yuuri instead. He holds it out for Victor, but Victor shakes his head. “I’d rather look at you.”

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When Yuuri walks in to the living room, the sight he beholds is both shocking and concerning.

Both Victor and Makkachin are laying on their backs sprawled on the floor, hundreds of candy wrappers surrounding them.

“Victor! What happened?!”

In answer, Victor groans. As much as Yuuri is concerned about Victor, he’s more worried about Makkachin. If he’d eaten any of that candy, they would need to take him to the vet immediately.

Makkachin seems to realize Yuuri is there, and he jumps up and runs over to him, tongue lolling out his mouth as Yuuri gives him a few pats on his head. Maybe the dog didn’t eat any of the candy.

“Victor, Makkachin didn’t eat any of that candy did he?”

Victor’s head snaps in Yuuri’s direction, brow furrowed and face looking betrayed. “Of course not! He can’t eat any of this. He’d be sick!”

With a sigh of relief, Yuuri nods. Makkachin does tend to mimic Victor’s actions, so he must have thought it was some kind of game. Now that he knows he doesn’t need to rush Makkachin to the emergency veterinary, he focuses on Victor. He moves to come sit beside Victor, who is still laying on the floor, holding his stomach and letting out a groan every now and then.

“Did you eat all this candy, Victor?”

Victor closes his eyes and pouts. “It wasn’t Makkachin.”

Yuuri rolls his eyes and shakes his head. Why did he ever fall for such a ridiculous man? “Why did you eat so much?” He looks around at the wrappers, and there has to be at least two full bags worth of remnants on the ground.

Slowly, Victor sits up, still clutching his stomach as he does. “It wasn’t on purpose. But it was… they were so good, and I just couldn’t stop until it was too late. You know candy is my weakness!” He frowns and leans so he’s half laying on Yuuri.

“That’s why I had it hidden. It was for the kids Halloween party we were going to, remember?”

Victor shoots up, eyes wide and near tears. “Oh no! Yuuri! I forgot! Oh no! What are we going to give the kids? I’m so sorry. What was I thinking?! I just… I saw the bag and thought I’d only eat one, but then suddenly the candy was all gone and I was getting a tummy ache, and I…”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, Victor. I’ll get some more. But you can’t eat any more. You’re going to get so sick!”

Victor nods like Yuuri is right and is always right and knows everything, which that’s usually how Victor treats Yuuri.

“Come on, I’ll help you to bed, and we’ll see how you’re feeling in a little bit.” He stands and pulls Victor up and wraps his arm around his waist. He walks Victor to their bedroom and lays him down. “You rest a little and I’ll get some medicine for your stomach.”

He goes to move away, but Victor grabs a hold of his hand to stop him and pull him back to the side of the bed.

“Thank you, Yuuri. You’re so good to me. I love you.”

Yuuri smiles and leans down to give a kiss to Victor’s forehead. “I love you, too. Rest now.”