ilarual:

Okay but think about this: how long do you think it will take before Yuuri and Victor realize that they’re going to get to spend their entire lives together? I’m thinking it hits Yuuri first. Victor has been so focused on “he loves me, he loves me not” rollercoaster that it doesn’t sink in right away, but Yuuri…

It’s sometime after Barcelona. Maybe after Nationals when Yuuri comes and joins Victor in St Petersburg. They’re just hanging around doing whatever. Maybe it’s at the end of a long day. Maybe Victor had just finished putting up their dishes from dinner, maybe Yuuri is waiting for him on the couch, scrolling through social media and not really paying attention. Maybe he comes across a repost of a screencap from the GPF gala and finds himself thinking fondly about how he’s so lucky that he gets to be with Victor for the rest of his li–

And then it hits him like a bolt from the blue: he gets to be with Victor for the rest of his life!

So now we have Yuuri just bursting into tears like, immediately, because how else are you gonna react when you suddenly realize– after months of uncertainty and bittersweet confidence that your relationship has an expiration date– that no, actually, you get to keep this forever? So Yuuri is suddenly lowkey trying not to bawl like a baby because he just had the happiest revelation, and Victor walks over just at that moment and is like O SHIT WAT DO and Yuuri just looks at him with the widest, wondering eyes and says–

“I-I just realized… we get to be together for the rest of our lives.”

And now Victor’s crying bc it didn’t really hit him until Yuuri said it out loud but now that he’s heard it said, suddenly it’s sinking in for him, too. That this is real, this is happening, this is forever–!!

And that’s how these two idiots end up blubbering on the couch, hugging each other and worrying Makkachin, who is deeply concerned about Dad and Other Dad because they’re making an awful lot of fuss all of a sudden, so they both end up with an armful of wiggly eighty pound poodle baby who’s trying to lick both their faces at once and anyway that’s how they spend some random Tuesday night in January