Another fic for @lucycamui to continue the cute pochapom fics
Pochayuuri and Pomvik were glued to the screen, eyes wide and shining as they watched Yuuri skate from a year ago. It had been in China, land of the amazing hot pot and rice. Yuuri had just finished and had thrown himself at Victor, both of them kissing on the ice. Pomvik gave Pochayuuri an adoring look when the other couldn’t see it, and when Pomvik’s attention went back to the screen, Pochayuuri gave the same look back to Pomvik. His little paws reached for the remote again to play it all over again, but Yuuri swooped in, laughing.
“Okay, that’s enough for today,” he picked up Pochayuuri easily. “You’ve watched it ten times already and it’s time for dinner.” Oh, and as nice as it was to watch Yuuri’s beautiful skating, Pochayuuri knew dinner always involved at least two onigiri and that won over skating for the moment. Still, he had an idea; looking over at Victor picking up Pomvik just as easily to carry him to the dinner table.
He wanted to do something just as amazing as Victor did, he wanted to be the one with the big surprise this time. Pomvik was always surprising him, whether it was with making rice or blowing bubbles or finding the softest, most cuddly blankets to snuggle under—Pochayuuri wanted to do something big.
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The idea came when he overhead Yuuri and Victor talking about what they had done that day; watching the old videos and Pochayuuri’s ears pricked up at the soft laughter from Victor. “I surprised you so much that day, but nothing will compare to the day you surprised me by proposing to me in the church.”
Pochayuuri already knew that proposing meant that you wanted to stay with the person you liked the most forever and ever. Victor and Yuuri were already together–so Pochayuuri knew that he had to act fast to make sure that no one took Pomvik from him. He was the one that was the best and his best friend and he wanted to make sure he kept him.
He was going to propose.
It didn’t involve the dull shine of the rings that Victor and Yuuri owned; but he thought it was just as good. He eyed the large, shiny rings that Yuuri had given him as a gift, telling him to share with Pomvik. He would– he wouldn’t ever not share with Pomvik– but he wasn’t going to share in the way that Yuuri expected. He was going to make sure that Pomvik knew it wasn’t just something to share, but a proposal to stay with him forever. He didn’t want Pomvik to ever leave, even if he was friends with the monkey and the cat that came by.
Pomvik was watching another skating video, this time with Yuuri and Victor skating together, both of their costumes matching. In worthy preparation for the most perfect skate, Pomvik and Pochayuuri were dressed in their own versions of their owner’s costumes. Pochayuuri could hardly focus on the skating itself, he was so excited to share with Pomvik. He was unaware of his mumbled “Po po po” sounds, his tail wagging as he lacked the control to conceal his excitement.
He waited – and it was so hard to wait – until the final notes of the song died out. When Pomvik was busy clapping and going for another round, Pochayuuri stepped in front of him (and the tv, he would say sorry later) and got down on his knees, holding out the ring.
“Po?” he asked, ears quivering with the answer. Pomvik always knew what he was asking, even if he couldn’t say every single word that was inside. There were a lot of ‘please’ and ‘stay with me’ and ‘please be mine’ mixed up with every “Po” that came out of his mouth. Pomvik turned red and his ears perked up, while his tail started wagging at mad beat. He threw himself at Pochayuuri, smiling widely the entire time as he nodded.
They didn’t notice Victor and Yuuri in the corner, hands clasped together as Pomvik and Pochayuuri rubbed noses together to celebrate their ‘engagement’.
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