“Wait, so trouble like ‘in the family way’?”
Victor scowls. “Are you fucking kidding?”
Yuuri raises both eyebrows. “I mean, yes? I of all people know that you of all people can’t be pregnant. Though not for lack of trying.”
This is not going the way Victor wanted at all, and he consciously stops himself from chewing his lower lip because it makes them chapped. “This is serious, Yuuri. I think I may have….oh, god, this is hard, okay. I think I erased your Skyrim save.”
The colour disappears from his husband’s face. “I’m sorry, you did what now?”
Victor wants to sink into the floor and just die. “I fucked up,” he moans. “I know I did. But I want you to know that I did everything I could. I called the console company and even got a quote from a data restoration center, but they needed your sign-off before I could pay them the thousand bucks it would cost to–”
“Please tell me you didn’t send them a thousand dollars,” Yuuri gasps, and Victor shakes his head so fast he can feel his bangs whip across his eyelashes.
“Of course not,” he replies. “I ran out of options, so I, uh. I got in touch with Griffin McElroy?”
If Yuuri was sheet-white before, he turns downright transparent now. “What?”
“He owes me a favor, it’s not important. Anyway he’s gonna come over for an afternoon and hang with us and help you rebuild your Skyrim person. He’s apparently good at that. I think. I–Yuuri, are you shaking?”
Yuuri’s hands are indeed trembling. “I can’t fucking believe you,” he croaks. “I’m so mad but also so happy, why do I even put up with you? How are you so wonderful? What on earth possessed you to turn on the PS4 in the first place?”
Victor feels his face get hot. “I…I wanted to play Mario.”
*screams quietly*
I wish you’d write a fic where Viktor is in trouble with Yuuri and tries to make it up to him. ^_^
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