Yuri on Ice Oneshots

Bed Talks

Yuuri and Viktor lay back to back on their bed. They had said their good nights, yet they were unable to fall asleep. It was Yuuri's first time. The foreign sense of warmth and having his lover by his side as he tried to sleep bothered him. Perhaps it was also due to the rain hitting the window. Or perhaps it was the awkwardness lingering in the air. In any case, they probably wouldn't be getting much sleep.

Viktor turned his body to face Yuuri's back. He could smell Yuuri's scent and felt the warmth from his side of the bed. He tapped lightly on his shoulder, stretching a little to see if he could see Yuuri's face. "Yuuri, are you awake?" To which Yuuri spoke a soft "Yeah". Silence loomed the air once more. "Are you not tired?" Yuuri asked.

"Mm, I don't feel sleepy." mumbled Viktor, worried that he had disrupted Yuuri's sleep. Yuuri turned himself over to see Viktor. The two locked eyes. The two giggled and lost eye contact. "You're such a dork, Viktor." Yuuri spoke. Viktor blushed and shook his head, "