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One-shot and format by: Jazzy-B_085
Approved by: RadUniFTW

Bath Time...?

I hastily scampered across the pavement without giving a thought whether if I carelessly shoved people aside. My mind becomes blank and the only thing in my mind was an image of a smiling, Russian man by the name of Viktor Nikiforov.

Reminiscing the sight of my coach gave me the courage to push myself farther and faster than ever before. It's been months since I've last seen Viktor and I've truly missed him ever since he flew for this urgent meeting all the way in Russia.

But, now he's home. Well, in my home country, anyway, where everything's perfect just the way I like it.

As soon as I met the airport, the doors opened wide, inviting me inside. I traveled all the way across until I found the international drop-off and I immeditely halt from the sight.

There sat a tall, silver-haired man, leaned over one elbow, Makkachin snoozing in his lap, fiddling with his phone before realizing he was stared at from afar. I watched as his eyes brightened and he stood up, arms wide.

"VIKTOR!!!!" I exclaimed and flew into the man's arms, holding him tight. He hugged me back.

"Yuuri!!" grinned Viktor. "How are you?"

I gently removed myself from his warmth when Makkachin began barking happily beside me. I rubbed his head then looked up at Viktor's shiny eyes.

"Horrible, until I knew you were coming home!"

He smiled and hauled me and his luggage towards the door.
"C'mon!" Viktor sang. "I wanna go back to your house! I'm starving!"

I trailed behind the singing man and we aboard a taxi back to my place.

~***~

"Thanks for the food!!" squealed Viktor and began snarfing down his beloved steaming katsudon Mom made for the two of us.

I caressed the lower end of my back, wincing from the pain I felt inside. I don't know what Viktor was doing in Russia but, his strength have increased the last time we've met (*cries).

"H-Hey, Yuuri!!!"

I turned up at the giggling man and noticed the two large bottles of sake from the table was empty.
"V-Viktor? Did you drink all the sake?!" I shrieked in surprise.

The flushing man gradually nodded in reply. "Ne, Yuuri," he slurred, crawling towards me. "W-Won't you take a b-bath with me?"

My face instantly redden. I think he noticed because he grabbed me by the neck laughing,
"Haha! Y-Yuuri's turning r-red!! Haha!!!! Red! Red! Hahahahahaha!!!!"

"Oy! W-What's going on o-over here?!" shrieked a familiar high-pitched voice. I immeditely turned towards the person and realized it my ballet teacher, Minako.
I almost forgot she was visiting my place. Minako flushed and I caught a glimpse of a bottle of sake in her hand. I realized she, too, was drunk.

"Ah, Yuuri!!!" she whined, pulling my neck too. "Come play with meeeeeee!!!!"

"No no, Yuuri!! Bath time!" exclaimed Viktor. "Bath time! Bath time! Hahaha!!!"

I recognized what kind of situation I was in that I attempted to shove both of my teachers off me. I screamed.

"AAHHHH!! WHAT THE HELL??!! GET OFF ME, YOU TWO!!! I CAN'T BREATH!!!!"

"Yuuri!! Bath time!! Hahaha!!!"

"C-Come play with me, Yuuri!!!"

The two continued pulling me in opposite directions that soon we were dog-fighting on the floor (anime-style).

"My, why don't you kids take that outside?" asked my mom. "You're being quite loud."

"BEING QUITE LOUD?! THAT'S WHAT YOU CARE ABOUT??!!" I yelped. "WHAT ABOUT YOUR OWN SON?!"

"You got yourself in that mess, Yuuri. You can get out of it yourself!" laughed my mother who silently walks away from the scene.

That's when I heard a sniff from Minako that I sit up.
"Aw, fine," she muttered and stood up. "Viktor can p-play with Yuuri. M-mean, wolfie!" she exclaimed and pat Viktor's head. She wobbled away back to the living room.

"Ne, Yuuri?"

I shifted my attention back to a drunk Viktor and he smirked. That's when I immeditely felt my body hoisted into the air by a pair of large arms. Viktor was holding me bridal-style.

"Bath time!!" he finally exclaimed and began sprinting towards the baths, carrying me in his arms. I screamed.

"V-VIKTOR?! WHAT ARE YOU DO-"

My sentence was interrupted when the silver-haired man plopped me down upon my toes and began stripping my clothes off. I reddened even more and he shoved me inside the bath. Water flew everywhere and so were Viktor's clothes and he, too, canon-balls into the bath.

When the water finally calmed down, I held my brusied head and sat up. Viktor was floating on his back, eyes closed and completely still. I took that as a warning and shrieked,
"Ahhhh!!! Viktor!! Are you okay?!"

Still no movement whatsoever.

I trudged towards him, the worriness building inside me, until I placed a hand on his chest. Still active.
However, as soon as I lifted my hand, I felt myself caught into Viktor's embrace when he grabbed my hand and pulled my body close to his tall stance. His body was so close to mine that I could smell the alcohol from his hot, steady breaths.

We stood there for a moment and that's when Viktor's forehead came in contact with mine. I blushed before falling into his warm touch right after. I've got to admit, I really enjoyed it.

Soon Viktor's lips slowly travelled against my cheek, and then down to my ear where he whispered,
"Yuuri?"

"Mm...?" I sighed, bringing his face closer to me. I wanted more of his warmth.

"Why are you naked?"

I immeditely flushed, forgeting I didn't have any clothes on. I shoved his body away from me and screamed one more time.
Viktor laughed, trying to calm me down.

"Y-Yuuri!! You're not playing with V-Viktor!!!" exclaimed a drunken Minako, pointing from a window.

"AHHH!! DON'T LOOK!!!!!" I said and attempted to cover myself with my hands.
Minako began howling in laughter, including Viktor.

I jumped into the bath, drowning myself from this humliating nightmare.

The End.