One time when Viktor invites Yuuri in his nest and he flees,
and one time when they are already in a relationship and they spend Viktor’s
heat together.
Or: Viktor likes nesting and stealing his boyfriend’s clothes.
Or: Viktor likes nesting and stealing his boyfriend’s clothes.
Hasetsu
Yuuri isn’t really surprised to find out Viktor is an omega
– somehow, deep down he feels like he has always known. Fans always liked to
speculate and some skaters simply didn’t have any secrets regarding their secondary
genders. Like Chris. However it had its own disadvantages such as a lot of
people said they don’t want to see him seducing the whole rink with his omega
pheromones.
Well, Viktor has always liked to surprise his audience.
Slowly, summer comes to Hasetsu as Viktor is already there
for three month, and Yuuri can’t really believe his luck that he can spend all
his time with him. When the weather allows it, they spend a part of the day on
the beach, talking about anything and everything and playing with Makkachin as
the sun bleaches Viktor’s hair even more lighter and brings out his freckles
all over his face and shoulders. His freckles are just one of the new things
from many that Yuuri have learnt about him that summer – just like he is indeed
an omega and he needs to have a heat while staying in Hasetsu.
Moreover he tells that fact so casually that Yuuri chokes on
his water and he coughs for a few minutes.
“Sorry, is there something wrong about it? Like a taboo?”
Viktor asks a bit confused as he sees Yuuri getting red like a tomato. “I
planned to have it in Saint-Petersburg but I… wasn’t really in a condition to
do it.”
Yuuri, of course, understands it – after a long, hard and
gruelling season it wouldn’t be wise to have a heat, as he have heard from the few
omegas he knows.
(He understands it much later that Viktor mentally wasn’t
alright that time.)
Viktor misreads his silence, carrying on his train of
thought. “Of course, I can find an other place to stay if…”
“No, it’s not a problem!” Yuuri explains immediately,
overcoming with his embarrassment. He definitely doesn’t want Viktor to stay
alone in a hotel, in an unknown environment where he doesn’t have anyone to
speak with, it would be probably too uncomfortable for Viktor. “You can stay at
our place, you are our guest.”
You are my friend, he wants to say but the phrasing
from earlier seems to be more fitting for the situation.
Viktor smiles at him brightly. “Really? Thank you, Yuuri!”
Yuuri can feel the usual flutter in his chest as Viktor
trust him so much that he tells him his secrets but then he remembers that they
are friends so it shouldn’t be so surprising. However, now he can get the
illusion of being someone special for Viktor because that’s not something what
a casual fan would know about him.
The looks of his family are however a bit annoying as they
are already assuming from the beginning that they are together. Yuuri was
scandalized at first because Viktor is his coach but then he have learnt to
ignore the knowing looks, tired of negation.
“It’s not like I will spend it with him,” he declares,
because even if nobody said anything like that out loud, it seems like they are
excepting it.
“Whatever,” answers Mari, grinning as she lights a strong
cigarette. When Yuuri was a kid, he often wondered how the hot ash didn’t fall
on Mari’s hand when she is asking stupid questions or giving him this
annoyingly knowing look. Fortunately, Viktor doesn’t understand anything of
their conversation in Japanese and just accepts Hiroko’s hug and tea.
*
Pre-heat Viktor is almost as fun as normal Viktor, only with
more criticism and moodiness which gives Yuuri particularly tough practise
sessions.
“I don’t know if I’ve ever seen such a lame attempt of
Eros,” he says and although Yuuri knows he didn’t want to be rude just
painfully honest, it hurts. Rudeness is what Yurio does, Viktor usually gives
him only criticism. “Did you even pay attention to what I was trying to teach
you?”
Yuuri obviously paid attention, that’s what he always does
when Viktor is around, maybe a bit too much. But he is also frustrated because
it’s easy to be seductive when someone is Viktor Nikiforov and he’s not just
playing the most beautiful omega in town – because he is. And he is so much
more than Yuuri could ever want. Viktor flawlessly shows him the Eros routine
again, even though his strong cramps he claims to have. Yuuri inquired earlier
about how it feels like and if it’s okay for him to be here. Viktor explained
him that it feels like if someone reached inside him to twist the organs in his
lower abdomen without mercy. Yuuko told him the same thing about menstruation
cramps once in high school when the boys kept asking that why she doesn’t do
any sports when she’s on her period.
Viktor also told him that usually he doesn’t want to have
sex when he’s in pre-heat, so the rumours about the horny pre-heat omegas
aren’t true at all, and that was when Yuuri fled from the conversation.
Well, Viktor can pull off even with cramps and pain the Eros
routine like it was just a morning run. Yuuri knows he could never be on his
level because Viktor is beyond his reach and dreams.
Yuuri is in a really bad mood at the end of the day when he
finally gets free, and all he wants to do is to sink in the fresh hot water of
the onsen and never come out. The soreness in his limbs slowly eases as he
soaks there after the closing hours when he can be alone there, not thinking
about anything.
And then Viktor steps in with all his nakedness, and Yuuri
is happy he doesn’t have his glasses on because it was so hard not to stare at
him and want him. He wanted him long before he had known he’s an omega and now
this want is even worse.
Is he really that shallow?
Now Viktor has a sweet and warm scent like the fresh wild
flowers he likes to pick on the field when they walk Makkachin, and Yuuri
sometimes catches himself sniffing.
He should be ashamed. Viktor is his coach and friend, he
trusted him with his secret and that he won’t turn into a knothead alpha.
Yuuri sinks lower in the water, hugging his knees before him
to not feel too exposed. Viktor notices how uncomfortable he is because he
didn’t push his limits to sit too close to Yuuri.
There is one thing Yuuri learnt already in the first day
with Viktor: he hates silence and when they have nothing to talk about.
“Sorry about today. I was way too harsh with you.”
“It’s fine, you were right,” Yuuri sighs, staring stubbornly
forward on his knees. “My Eros sucks.”
“No, that’s not what I meant! I really like your Eros, it’s
unique.”
“Stop teasing,” Yuuri wants to growl but he never really
does that, not even when Phichit once stole his food from the fridge after a
long day of training and he had nothing to eat.
“I’m not teasing you. You need to have more confidence to be
successful in sports. And I can see the Eros in you.”
Yuuri fails when he looks at Viktor. Viktor doesn’t need to
do anything to seduce anyone – everyone in already smitten just from his
appearance. Yuuri huffs, then out of nowhere Viktor starts to splash water at
him like they were just playing kids.
“That’s some teasing.”
And suddenly, Yuuri feels the irresistible urge to play
along, and he can’t really figure out what are they doing until someone comes
out to check on them because they are screaming and laughing so much, leaning
too close to each other.
This is what an omega normally does only just with their
alpha, a part of the seducing. It is considered impolite when they aren’t each
other’s mates. Yuuri blushes deeply and excuses himself to leave.
On the next morning, there is that awkward silence between
them again, and Yuuri tries to remember what made Yuuko to feel better when she
had cramps and mood swings.
Chocolate.
Yuuri sneaks out when they are having a lunch break to buy
some he knows Viktor likes. He approaches his coach after practice in the
afternoon but when he opens his mouth to speak, he notices the very same kind
of chocolate in Viktor’s hand.
He is such an idiot. Someone was faster or he have already
bought some himself. But he doesn’t want that Viktor would think he eats this
when he should be on diet.
“I bought this for you,” he offers awkwardly with shaking
hands as he is rewarded with Viktor’s sweet heart-shaped smile when he giggles.
“I have something for you too,” he exclaims excitedly,
offering the bar of chocolate he has in his hand. As they exchange them,
Viktor’s hand brushes to his fingers.
“But why? I shouldn’t even eat this.” He knows once he begins
he couldn’t eat just one piece, he has to eat the whole chocolate.
“Look, Yuuri,” a blush starts to appear on Viktor’s cheeks.
“I have been a bad coach lately, letting my moodiness to take control… you
deserve this for tolerating me in this condition. Think of this as a reward.
You’re a wonderful student that any coach would wish for and my friend too.
Actually, one of my best friends.”
Yuuri feels his head spin. How did they come this far that
Viktor thinks about him as one of his best friends? What has he done to deserve
him?
“We could… share?” he offers so they sit down on the bench,
munching on the sweets until the Nishigoris come to check on the rink. They
give the rest of their chocolates to the triplets and now at least pre-heat
Viktor doesn’t seem to hate him at all.
*
Lately, it looks like there is so much laundry to do in the
onsen that Yuuri doesn’t get back anything he throws in the laundry basket.
Mari shrugs when he asks her about it, saying she isn’t responsible of the
laundry that week.
He hasn’t seen Viktor that day either and Yuuri wonders if
his heat has already began. But he could smell it then, couldn’t he?
Viktor left him a plan about what to do when he is not
available so Yuuri trains like Viktor wrote it down earlier and tries not to
think much about what Viktor is like in heat but it is really difficult. That’s
like if his teenager fantasies came alive and he can’t concentrate at all.
When he is at home again, Yuuri still can’t smell anything,
and as he speaks with his mother, she gives him a lot of freshly washed
blankets.
“Can you please take these to Vicchan? He is in his room.”
“Is he already…?” but he can’t bring himself to finish the
question.
“No, he said his heat comes probably in the next day.”
Yuuri knocks on the door, and Viktor sounds completely
normal when he gives Yuuri an entrance. Yuuri closes the door before he turns
around to see Viktor curled up in an almost finished nest. Viktor blinks at him
then shines from joy from seeing what he brought for him beside himself and
climbs out of his nest. Fortunately, he still has the inn’s loose robes on. He
takes the offer and puts them on the end of the bed.
“Did you scent them?” he asks casually, and Yuuri’s jaw
drops. Is it an acceptable thing to do in Russia between friends?
“No?”
“Oh.” Somehow, Viktor doesn’t seem to be as impressed by the
new blankets now as he goes back in his nest. He already looks tired after
nearly a week of cramps and his heat is not even here yet.
“Do you need anything? To make you feel better?”
Viktor thinks for a moment. “Actually… yes.”
“What?”
“Cuddle with me.”
Yuuri stares at him with wide eyes as Viktor lays there so
openly and vulnerable, and maybe this is their most uncomfortable silence ever.
Yuuri’s mouth is so dry he can’t really form a word. Then Viktor sighs.
“Forget it I crossed a line.”
“No, no, I’m just surprised!” he blurts out, hopefully
without a shaking voice. Viktor smiles at him as he lifts the blanket he is
under, inviting. Yuuri takes a long, calming breath then approaches the nest
carefully.
Based on what he have heard about omegas and their habits,
Viktor should feel uncomfortable and unsafe with a new alpha in his bed unless…
unless he considers that alpha as the mate he wants to seduce.
Yuuri takes a sharp and shaking breath, inhaling Viktor’s
pheromones as the other man pulls him close, wrapping him in his blanket,
sharing his body heat. This is like a teenage fantasy came true.
It is too beautiful to be true.
Viktor smiles happily as he nuzzles Yuuri’s neck, searching
for his scent gland. Yuuri lets himself to be enchanted. He would let Viktor to
do anything now that he is in his embrace, purring quietly.
Wait, when had Viktor began purring?
Anxiety creeps up in Yuuri’s bones, banishing the sweet and
warm feeling from earlier. Viktor is just reacting to his alpha pheromones. Yes,
maybe Viktor wants him but just because he is an alpha and not for Yuuri
himself. Viktor feels him growing stiff in his arms, and Yuuri can smell his
soothing scent he sometimes used on him in practice when Yuuri became too
anxious.
“It’s alright, Yuuri,” Viktor mutters. “You haven’t shared
any nest before, have you?”
All Yuuri can do is to shake his head. For a minute, he
panics that Viktor will ask to share his heat too. It’s not that he wouldn’t
want something like that but he is not ready, especially when he knows, Viktor
could have anyone he wanted and that he is probably just reacting to his
pheromones. He shouldn’t have stepped in the room in the first place at all.
Viktor doesn’t ask though and Yuuri feels grateful for that.
He can’t think of any acceptable form of rejection which wouldn’t upset an
omega before a heat.
Slowly, Yuuri relaxes in Viktor’s arms and he has to admit
that it is a really nice feeling to lay with his friend and being wrapped up in
the blankets. He runs his fingers through Viktor’s silky hair which he admires
even in short while Viktor is dozing off.
After a while, their position starts to get too
uncomfortable as he doesn’t know how to move to not disturb Viktor in his
sleep. Yuuri doesn’t want to wake him up as he tries to leave the nest
unperceived but he knows he failed when Viktor catches his arm.
“Are you leaving already?” he asks but let him go as Yuuri
nods in response.
“It… it doesn’t seem right for me to be here.”
Viktor nods. “Okay, I understand.”
“But it was really nice to be here!” he adds, hopefully not
too eager. Viktor opens his arms.
“A last hug?”
Yuuri knows it’s not really a proper hug – the angle is
awkward as they cling to each other, not wanting to be the first to let go.
Viktor strokes his shoulders affectionately as they part. But when Viktor leans
in to close the gap between their faces, Yuuri turns his head away in the last
minute, and Viktor’s kiss lands on his cheek.
He simply flees after that.
*
“So tell me again… you ran off because Viktor kissed your cheek?”
Yuuri groans. If Minako says it that way, it sounds even
worse.
“In his nest.”
“In his nest.” Yuuri sees how hard Minako is trying to hold
back her laughter. “I love you, Yuuri, but you can be such an idiot.”
Yuuri huffs in acknowledgement although he feels a bit
offended. “Yeah, I shouldn’t have stayed in his nest. I shouldn’t have been
there at all.”
“He wanted you there,” Minako points out as she pours
themselves two glass of wine. “I’m not sure you really understand what does
that mean.”
Here’s what happened: after that small peck on his check
Viktor went back in his nest, leaving Yuuri confused, restless and wanting. He
couldn’t sleep at all now that he was earlier in Viktor’s warm and cosy nest,
as Viktor purred and hugged him, knowing his old erotic teenage fantasy will be
there living. Yuuri knows that realistically Viktor only longs for his alpha
pheromones and that Yuuri should be really ashamed if that would be the only
reason they sleep together.
So after that, Yuuri packed some clothes he could find and
headed to Minako’s place hoping she would let him stay for a few days. He
couldn’t find any of his own sweaters so now he wears Viktor’s clothes which
are a bit long on him but they are also surprising comforting. Although the
sweater is freshly washed, it still had Viktor’s faint scent on it.
Of course, Minako notices this too. “Care to tell me why you
are in Viktor’s clothes?”
“I couldn’t find mine…”
“So it is all in his nest.”
“Probably.”
Minako gives him an unimpressed glare. “Where other place
could they be?”
Yuuri doesn’t answer just takes one of the glasses filled
with wine. If Minako wants to talk about this, he’ll need more alcohol in his
system. He can’t have this conversation sober.
*
Yuuri tries to focus hard on his training so he won’t think
about Viktor’s condition. But it’s hard even if he is at Minako’s place now and
there is none from Viktor’s scent. His mother tells him on the phone that
Viktor is alright and they make sure that he drinks enough and nobody sneaks in
his room without Viktor’s permission. He feels a bit guilty because Viktor
is his guest and his friend, therefore he
should be the one who takes care of him.
When he arrives home, he meets Viktor in the dining room as
he eats a large bowl of food at the table. Yuuri can feel himself to blush even
now when Viktor is not that attractive with the dark circles
under his eyes and that he barely can stay awake to eat. Despite of this, his
eyes lightens up as he notices Yuuri and waves at him.
“Yuuri! It’s good to see you again!”
Yuuri doesn’t have much choice but to sit down at the table.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine, just a bit tired… and you? Did the training go
well while I wasn’t there?”
It isn’t hard to tell how desperate Yuuri felt without
Viktor’s presence.
“Yeah, it was okay, Minako was with me at the rink.”
But it was not the same he wants to add, biting
down on his tongue. Viktor doesn’t need this nonsense that Yuuri can’t really
train without him already.
Viktor slowly chews on his food then he puts his chopsticks
down. “I… I want to say sorry for my previous behaviour. It was really
unprofessional of me.”
Yuuri blushes deeply. “It’s no problem we are friends after
all.”
“And I’ll give your clothes back too once they are washed.
It was very reckless of me to use them for my nest without your permission.”
“But why did you…?”
Viktor takes his hand, stroking the back of them gently with
his thumb.
“Isn’t obvious?”
Yuuri’s mouth goes so dry that he barely can form a whine.
Fortunately, some customers come in the dining room, so Viktor lets go of him
while mumbling a soft sorry.
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