#yuuvember

Drinking the remaining water, he left the glass on the sink in the kitchen, scrolled through his Iphone's music and put on the earphones. He then went to the living room and took the mat from beside the couch and unrolled it on the ground. The only way to get functional was by hydrating and circulating the blood first thing in the morning.

After doing a few stand up arm and back stretches, he sat on the mat. Straightening his legs, he then led both hands to hold his toes. Nothing hard, just a reminder to his body about how he expected to have a fine elasticity; he kept the posture for a couple of seconds, getting lost in the music. Oh, how he loved this peaceful moment every morning.

But then, the moment was gone.

Just as he began to lift his upper body to change the position, an unexpected weight fell on his back. He yelped in surprise and stood, hearing a hiss as the earphones fell, followed by an angry shout.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Yuuri didn't need to search for his glasses to know who owned the voice. That didn't help him understand the situation. Then he noticed an angry Potya under the couch glaring at him, still hissing. He saw the boy approaching, surely, from the bathroom.

"What did you do to my cat, idiot Katsudon?!"

"What did Potya do to me, you mean. He scared me to death," Yuuri said, moving a hand to his hair, brushing it a bit. He wasn't upset, but needed to calm down from the fright regardless. His muscles were all tense again. "And, what are you doing here so early in the morning, Yuri?"

The boy huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "The Old Man said we could go to the vet today, before going to the rink. Your dog has an appointment today, too. Then we could go get them after lunch."

'Surely it's me who needs a doctor now.' Yuuri sighed and got closer to the cat, waiting for it to calm down, too. "Just next time let me know you are here." He took the cat and carried it across the room towards Yurio.

"I warned I was here, you know! You were in your room, still sleeping I suppose. And I needed the bathroom. You were the one who made a mess in the 5 minutes I was gone." Yurio grumbled, asking for the pet with demanding hands.

Yurio sat on the couch, petting the cat. “Whatever. What happened before? You and I both know how Potya is always content with having you around,”  he said without looking at Yuuri.

“I woke up and tried to stretch. I had music, so I didn’t notice and he just jumped on me. Viktor and Makka are out, I didn’t expect -”

“You idiot, he was just trying to help you!” Now Yurio was looking at him with disbelief.

“Huh?”

“Potya always helps me when I workout. He adds weight.”

“Wha-”

“Just extend your arms!”

Startled, Yuuri settled and raised his arms.  “Eh, like this?”

“Yes, dumbass. Now hold that.” Then the teen put the cat in Yuuri’s arms.

“Are you serious, Yuri? I know how weights work,” he said, still holding the cat, who just stared at him.

“Then you get  how he’s helping.”

“Well, yeah, but… ” His arms already felt  numb. Yurio proceeded to take the pet, allowing Yuuri to shake out his arms.

“What were you doing when yelled like a pig?” The teen interrupted. “Go back to it.”

…

Makkachin panted excitedly as Viktor opened the door, just in time to catch the sight of the dog sprinting towards a figure in the middle of the living room floor.

“Aaaand, what is this?” he asked, amused.

Yurio raised his eyes from the cellphone he was using for a second, then kept typing. “Potya is helping your boyfriend-”

“-Fiancé.”

Yurio sent him an unimpressed look. “... your fiancé, with stretching. Yoga,” he said pointing with a leg, and looking totally complacent on their couch.

Viktor watched as Yuuri changed positions, looking happily at the dog. The cat just stood up and walked down his back, before going back to sleep on Yuuri’s rear.

Well, it was a amusing view and Viktor wasn’t complaining.