n3rdlif343va:

Prompt requested by @misstomoyo1990 🙂 Victuri. Someone trying to make Yuuri jealous
(pretending to have flirted/Kissed Víctor) and Yuuri killing it with his wit.
Love ya btw! ❤ 

I hope you get a kick out of the silliness I came up with!! (there is a cut because this one also got away from me LOL)

Victor had never really paid attention
to springtime in St. Petersburg. He was sure that there was a time, before
skating became the center of his universe, that he had noticed the changing
colors and growing heat in the air, flavored with all the promises of new
beginnings. Vaguely he could recall his first spring with Makkachin, weaving
flowers into his patient poodle’s hair and rolling through the softness of the
grass finally making its way out from underneath the smothering snow.

For so long those memories felt distant
and disconnected, out of his reach and almost as if they had happened to
another person. Spring was another season, allowing for later running times and
longer training hours.

With Yuuri, however, spring in St.
Petersburg brought back the strength of those memories and the exquisite hope
of creating brand new ones.

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