Yuuri sniffled, trying to find his voice. “then? Did someone say something to you?” Victor was well aware by now of how crowded places like markets and restaurants sometimes spurred Yuuri’s anxiety on and overwhelmed him to the point of a breakdown and so asked, “Did you get overwhelmed by the lights and sounds there?” “V-Victor I was leaving the supermarket after shopping- “ “Yuuri, what happened? Why are you crying?” After washing his hands Victor turned around to greet his darling husband only to see him sobbing and crying real snotty tears.īoth he and Makkachin rushed to see what was wrong and in his haste, Victor did not notice the little black bundle that Yuuri was holding. Thus, Yuuri made the hard decision (according to Victor, that is) to enroll under an actual Russian teacher instead of his loving husband. Yuuri, honestly, was trying his best to both learn how to speak Russian and read Cyrillic but it didn’t help that his Russian teacher (Victor) would always get too distracted by how cute Yuuri was when he mispronounced something and blushed up to his ears when he realized. It was his turn to do the chores as Yuuri declared that he wanted to try and run errands alone today.

Victor was washing the dishes when he heard the front door open.

Yuri on ice yuri crying