bakerstreet | SNOWED IN

[The morning after the gala, Yuuri's jarred awake by the buzzing of his cellphone. Grumbling, he reaches for it and squints at the screen. It's a message from Phichit, who spent years as his roommate and should know better than to disturb him this early.]

Whoa! Look outside!! [Is all the text says, and Yuuri is, admittedly, curious enough to do exactly that. He's met with snow--lots and lots of it--when he pulls the curtains aside. A snow storm on this level definitely wasn't on Barcelona's forecast, Yuuri thinks dazedly.

Realizing what this might mean for their plans to fly back to Japan later that day, Yuuri skirts around his bed so he can get to Viktor's.]

Viktor. [Giving Viktor's shoulder a light touch, Yuuri waits, then tries again patiently.] Viktor, you should see this.

[ The buzzing doesn't so much as reach Viktor, who remains knocked out thanks to a combination of exhaustion and alcohol from the night before. So it isn't until there's a touch to his shoulder and his name being spoken over him that he stirs.

And even then it doesn't completely draw him from his sleep. ]

Yuuri. [ His name is chimed out even in Viktor's sleepy state as a hand wraps around Yuuri's wrist, giving him a tug as if to suggest he should join him in bed. It's still early, he's sure of it, so there's no reason to get up just yet. ]

Sleep with me.

[It's tempting to just go along with it, though this level of intimacy's still pretty new to him. For a second, Yuuri's torn, before deciding on a compromise. Without breaking Viktor's grip on his wrist, Yuuri gingerly perches at the edge of the bed, technically joining him there.]

Check your phone first, Viktor. I think we might have to reschedule our flights. [Yuuri says softly as his free hand reaches out to brush Viktor's bangs away from his face.] After that, we can stay here if that's what you still want.

[ He's awake enough now that Yuuri's suggestion isn't something lost on him and the mention of rescheduling flights is enough to make Viktor shift, a couple of pats beside his pillow leading to finding his phone. All it takes is unlocking it to see the current weather to know exactly what Yuuri's talking about. ]

It wasn't supposed to snow so much, was it? [ The question is aimed at Yuuri even as Viktor rolls to sit up and glance toward the window, which he can't see out of from bed. His desire to see the snow isn't enough to make him get up yet while Yuuri is sitting there, though.

Instead, Viktor shifts back and over a bit, making more room and reaching for Yuuri once more. ] They'll cancel our flights, I'm sure. We'll reschedule.

Pretty sure it wasn't. [A promise is a promise. Yuuri swings his legs up onto the bed, slipping under the covers and scooting closer to Viktor. His hand finds Viktor's again, the feeling of warm metal against his skin making his breath catch. He turns his face into the pillow, hiding a smile.]

We'll have to call my parents and let them know not to expect us yet. [Later, he adds wordlessly. He's comfortable where he is right now.]

[ Once Yuuri joins him, Viktor wiggles himself back down from his sitting position as he laces their fingers together. With the focus on the Grand Prix and everything that's going to come after in their careers, they haven't spent any real time just enjoying being around one another. And a snow storm seems like a perfect opportunity for it with the way it's bound to keep them in for another day or two. ]

Mm, we'll call them around the time our flight was supposed to leave. [ Which gives them a few hours to enjoy this before they have to focus on things like calls or rearranging flight plans. ]

Since we'll be here for another night, you should sleep right here for it.

Okay. [It's surprisingly easy to agree when their combined warmth is already lulling him to soften his usual defenses and relaxes. His thumb absently traces over Viktor's as he shifts onto his side until they're facing each other.

A rare sort of playfulness wells up in him, and he smiles--half bashful, half sly.]

You're finally getting that sleepover you wanted.

[ The easy way Yuuri agrees leaves Viktor smiling and he pulls their joined hands up between them, tilting his head down to brush his lips over Yuuri's knuckles. He doesn't lean in to try to kiss him just yet, allowing them to settle into more comfort for the time being.

And it seems to be a good thing given the reaction he gets to his suggestion. Viktor lets out a quiet laugh as he nods. ]

Finally~ You can't change your mind now that you've agreed to it.

[His face warms even as his smile softens.] Not gonna change my mind. [He promises quietly, but clearly.

It's different, being able to just laze around together like this, now that the Finals are over. Yuuri realizes now that they haven't really gotten to spend time together; the shopping spree had been fun, but it was a distraction from the impending Finals. Seized by that thought, Yuuri hums into the pillow.]

Mm. We should go sight seeing together when we don't have to worry about a competition.

Good. [ He raises his free hand to gently cup Yuuri's face, thumb sliding against his cheek as he smiles.

This is nice and something Viktor could get used to, though he's not sure if that'll be possible just yet. They still have things to talk about once they get back to Japan, about the future and what kind of plans they'll make. But he's hoping it will eventually lead back to mornings like this without the need for snow to keep them in bed.

The suggestion gets another nod as he tilts his head in toward Yuuri's. ]

We should. You should come home with me so I can show you around one day.

You mean St. Petersburg? [With the way Yuuri perks up in interest, he's obviously not opposed to the idea at all.] I'd like that. You could show me all your favorite places around the city.

[It's only far, since Viktor's gotten to know Hasetsu so well in the past eight months. And Yuuri would be lying if he said he wasn't eager to see this part of Viktor.]

When do you want to go?

[He has Nationals to think about, actually Viktor probably does to, but surrounded by warmth, Yuuri just wants to forget about all that for a moment.]

[ The question earns a soft hum in answer as Viktor nods, happy with the way Yuuri seems interested in the idea. It's something he's wanted for some time now, but they haven't had any opportunity to really consider it. ] I'd be happy to show you around. I can finally show you why the beach in Hasetsu reminds me of St. Petersburg.

[ And he looks forward to having Yuuri in his home with him.

Viktor considers it for a moment then tips his head to brush a kiss to Yuuri's lips. ]

Let's decide after we get back to Hasetsu since we have to head home first.

[ Because Hasetsu has also earned the title of home after so much time spent there with Yuuri and his family. ]

[Feeling bolder, Yuuri tilts his head and meets him halfway, letting the kiss linger. When he pulls away, he's smiling.]

You called Hasetsu "home", too. [It's a soft murmur as Yuuri looks at him with bright eyes. Though moving to Hasetsu had been Viktor's decision in the first place, simply a place to train Yuuri for the season, it makes Yuuri happy knowing that Viktor's come to love it, too. ]

[ The way Yuuri draws the kiss out a little longer makes Viktor hum his appreciation as they part ways, a smile on his lips as well. And when his words are brought up, he gently squeezes the hand still joined with his own. ]

It is, and always will be, home now. [ He really has grown to love it as well, but he can't help adding on: ] But I think any place could be home if you're with me, Yuuri.

[Yuuri's breath hitches as warmth floods him at those words. It's exactly the kind of sentiment that would earn them both a disgusted glare from Yurio, but Yuuri soaks it all in eagerly. If only because he feels the same way.

Keeping that feeling close, Yuuri's the one who closes the distance between them this time, hoping the kiss conveys everything he feels for the man in front of him. He's always been better at showing than telling, anyway.]

[ He doesn't have to say it back, not when Viktor's met with that kiss. It makes Yuuri's feelings quite clear and he's filled with that same warmth, the kind that makes him want to keep Yuuri close even though it's not as if there's any chance of pulling apart.

Viktor tilts his head into the kiss, drawing it out and gently deepening it as his thumb brushes against Yuuri's cheek. Needless to say, the thoughts of getting Yuuri to fall asleep with him again are slipping away with ease. ]

[He breaks the kiss eventually, but doesn't pull away, letting his forehead still rest against Viktor's. He reaches up and covers the hand on resting on his cheek, smiling.]

Do you think the others will miss us if we just stay in for today?

[He asks it quietly, with a touch of shyness. It's just a feeling, but Yuuri thinks that the other skaters would want to hang out while they're all stuck in Barcelona. And he feels vaguely guilty about potentially brushing them off, and yet...

This, curling up with Viktor and exchanging soft kisses like this without a care for the time passing, is something that they rarely get to indulge in. And now they've skated together before the world and surprised everyone, Yuuri feels more secure in their future together. He wants to enjoy this before they inevitably get caught up in their busy training schedules again.]

[ The smile reflects back from Viktor, soft and happy as they simply lie together, a comfort there he hasn't known with anyone else. ]

I think they'll forgive us for missing one day.

[ As sure as Viktor is that Phichit or Chris or Yurio will come looking for them, he's just as sure that they'll understand their want to stay in for a day. And they'll surely be able to occupy themselves without the two of them involved.

He tips his head just enough to bump his nose against Yuuri's, his smile shifting to something a little more mischievous as he slips his hand away from his face and slides it down instead. Fingers pause at Yuuri's side then gently curl there before there's a sudden wiggling of fingers, an attempt to find a ticklish spot. ]

Mmm we can make it up to them later.

[With his guard completely down as he smiles, just starting to get the slightest bit drowsy again, Yuuri doesn't see the attack coming at all.

Whatever instincts Viktor's going on, he manages to find a ticklish spot unfairly quickly, making Yuuri gasp and squirm as he tries to wriggle away.]

Vi-Viktor! [He stutters out, completely awake now. Laughing, he tries to retaliate by digging his fingers into Viktor's side and tickling him in return.]

[ He finds a spot and hones in on it, tickling away and laughing as Yuuri dissolves into laughter. But it isn't enough to save Viktor from retaliation and soon his own laughter involves squirming as well as Yuuri finds a perfect spot and fingers dig into it. ]

Yuuri! [ It's laughed out as he gives, fingers gripping Yuuri's hips instead as he tries to squirm away without actually moving too far from Yuuri. ]

[Now that he isn't splitting his attention between escaping and trying to get his revenge, Yuuri seizes the opportunity when he sees it. Viktor gets a second of reprieve when Yuuri lets go--though it becomes obvious it's just so he can quickly climb on top of him.

Looking much too pleased with himself, Yuuri takes advantage of his new position to renew his tickle attack, aiming right for Viktor's weak points at his sides.]

Surrender! [Yuuri laughs, not even attempting to be serious as he smiles down at Viktor.]

[ He thinks he's free, that they've both given up on the playful little spat of tickling, until Yuuri moves as soon as he stops wiggling his fingers. Viktor doesn't have a chance to try to roll out of the way before Yuuri's on top of him, the position serving to keep him in place.

And then he's laughing again, harder this time, as fingers focus on his sides and he squirms under Yuuri. ]

I am! [ It's nearly shouted between loud laughs, tears starting to form in Viktor's eyes as he scrambles to grip Yuuri's wrists, aiming to bring him to a stop. ] I surrender!

[Though someone else might take advantage and just keep the tickle onslaught going, Yuuri beams as he takes mercy on him. He stays right where he is, though, smiling down at Viktor. Sappy as it might sound, seeing Viktor smile like this warms him like few other things could.

Yuuri brushes Viktor's bangs out of his face with a soft look.]

Are you happy, Viktor?

[All those posters plastered on his walls since he was barely a teenager, and it's only now that Yuuri's noticing how much brighter Viktor's real smile is.]

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