"What the hell are you two doing here?" Yuri asks, trying not to explode into a fit of rage.

"What, we can't go on dates too?" Viktor asks the other gay couple.

"Yeah you can go on dates, but not at the same places as us!" Yuri shrieks.

"Yura, they didn't know we were gonna come here." Otabek reasons out with the angry blonde.

"I honestly didn't..." Viktor says, deleting the child tracker app from his phone as he spoke.

"How about we settle this by going on a double date?" Yuuri asks.

"That's not a bad idea..I second that." Beka says.

"Let's do it." Viktor proposes.

"I feel like punching him in the face." Yuri says, burying his head into Beka's chest, wrapping his arms around his waist for a hug.

"No you don't, you just wanted an excuse to hug me, and you don't need one."

Yuuri and Viktor smile sweetly at the younger gays, and out of the corner of their eyes, they see the one person Yuri hates with a passion.

JJ, with his fiancee.

♢~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♢

Otabek scrolled through his phone while he laid lazily on his bed. One contact in particular stuck out to him on his phone, like always, it was Yuri Plisetsky.

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Hey u wanna go on a date?

Hell yea.

Ok I'll pick u up in like 10.

Beka WTF I'm still in my pjs!

Fine by me babe.

Fr Beka?!

Ok, where do u want 2 go?

Mmmm how bout dat Thai place?

The one Viktor told you about?

Yup.

Your wish is my command.
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I put my phone in my pocket and went on my way out the door.

♢~~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~♢

"Why does he always do this?" Yuri groaned, getting out of his bed after about ten minutes of wallowing in sadness.

"Because I love you and I'm a very punctual person." Otabek responded from outside the Russian's door. Yuri fell off of his bed in shock, glad that the Kazakztani didn't see him fall.

"God damnit, at least give me time..." Yuri mumbled on the floor, still sleep-ridden.

"It's a good thing I'm patient now isn't it?" He said, letting himself in.

"Yeah now, but not when you want to ride the Goliath at Six Flags Beka!"

"You gotta admit, that was hilarious."

"No, no it wasn't you undercut styled dipshit!" The shorter male retorted.

"You know it was funny."

"Maybe a little." The blonde smiles and starts laughing a bit.

"Okay now start undressing so you can get dressed in a better outfit." The black haired man states, tugging at his boyfriend's collar.

The blonde rolled his eyes and tossed off his shirt. Next went his sweatpants.

"Wait...Get out."

"Why should I?" Beka asks.

Yuri groans then smirks, starting to tug down his boxers.

"Good point."

Beka's face flushed pink before he left the bedroom to sit on the couch.

Once his boyfriend finished, they got onto Beka's motorcycle and left.

Every time Yuri rode on the back of Beka's motorcycle, he would wrap his arms around his lover's waist, rest his head on his back, and watch the streetlights and stoplights blur into twinkling colors.

All while enjoying the company of his boyfriend.

Now let's just go on over to the Katsuki-Nikiforov residence and see what's going on.

♢~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♢

"But Yuuri, I wanna go on a date, я люблю тебя!" Viktor whined in his sleep.

Yuuri glanced lovingly at his husband, asleep on the couch. He kissed him to wake him up and said:

"Dreaming about our first date again?

"Hmmn....?"

"And I love you too."

Blush tinted Viktor's face, even though we were married, we still blushed whenever we said that to each other. "Yeah...I wish we could go back to that one moment."

"We can go on a date to the place where we had our first date, but only if that's okay with y-."

"Скажем больше не моя любовь, мы не собираемся там."

"English please sleepyhead."

"Oh haha...sorry about that."

"Say no more my love, we're going there."

"Okay, good."

"You know which place I'm talking about right?"

"How could I forget?"

"Wait, Yuuri, where's Yuri."

"Right here."

"Yurio."

"He said he was going on a date with Otabek."

"Is it at the same place?"

"God, Viktor I don't know-"

"Which is why I'm using the child tracker app that I downloaded today."

"Viktor I've told you not to get that app."

"I just wanna see where our child is at all times."

"Maybe it'd be better to let our child go through life without having his every move be watched by his overprotective parent."

"Hmm....nah."

Viktor inputs Yuri Plisetsky into the search bar and a result at the place they had their first date at popped up.

"They've got to be there." Viktor grabs my arm and leads me out of our apartment and to our car.

"Why do you assume that?" I ask him.

"Because I've taken him everywhere I go."

I sit in the passenger seat with two seat belts strapping me in while Viktor drives like a madman. He's not going to be teaching our next child how to drive.

I really hope we adopt more kids so I can teach them how to drive. Viktor taught Yuri already, we just haven't bought him a car yet.

♢~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~♢

"What the hell are you two doing here?" Yuri asks, trying not to explode into a fit of rage.

"What, we can't go on dates too?" Viktor asks the other gay couple.

"Yeah you can go on dates, but not at the same places as us!" Yuri shrieks.

"Yura, they didn't know we were gonna come here." Otabek reasons out with the angry blonde.

"I honestly didn't..." Viktor says, deleting the child tracker app from his phone as he spoke.

"How about we settle this by going on a double date?" Yuuri asks.

"That's not a bad idea..I second that." Beka says.

"Let's do it." Viktor proposes.

"I feel like punching him in the face." Yuri says, burying his head into Beka's chest, wrapping his arms around his waist for a hug.

"No you don't, you just wanted an excuse to hug me, and you don't need one."

Yuuri and Viktor smile sweetly at the younger gays, and out of the corner of their eyes, they see the one person Yuri hates with a passion.

JJ, with his fiancee.

"Maybe we should leave."

"Why would we all lea-"

Yuri spotted JJ and gave Otabek his helmet and phone.

"Hold my shit."

"I guess we aren't going on a date..." Beka sighed.

"Nope."

We watched as Yuri ran across the god damn street right on over to JJ.

The last beautiful thing they all heard was Viktor's shouting while recording the fight.

"BEAT THAT CANADIAN'S ASS!"

A/N: Happy Birthday to our smol angry Russian! You also might have to read this chapter on a phone because that's what I typed it on to make the phone part...If you read it on a computer it just looks fucked.