At first, Yuuri thought Viktor was faking it for cuddles. He genuinely thought Viktor was just in it for the blanket huddling in front of bad made-for-television horror movies, until the fifth time it happened and Viktor tried to hide under Yuuri’s sweatshirt and refused to look out, not even for kisses. “Well, this is awkward,” Yuuri said the next morning, “I thought you were doing it to be romantic?”
“You thought me whimpering in the dark, trying to climb onto your lap was me being romantic?” Viktor spits out his orange juice, looking completely insulted. “Yuuri! How could you take advantage of my vulnerability like that? I really am afraid of everything that happens in the entire month of October!”
So, okay, that made it extra messed up that Yuuri had pulled a couple of benign pranks on Viktor – only because he’d planned and paid for materials way before he’d ever known Viktor was afraid of everything related to Halloween (even little children dressed like leprechauns.) To be fair, too, Yuuri could understand Viktor’s fear of the rubber spiders. The tarantula decoy he’d ordered from the online Halloween shop had been especially hairy and definitely way more realistic than Yuuri had expected for $5.
But the vampire penguin?
“Viktor, that little girl was so cute, though,” Yuuri sighs, knocking on the closet door.
“Nothing cute about fangs on flightless birds!”
“She was a princess vampire penguin,” Yuuri frowns. “She had the tiniest fangs ever. Phchit’s hamsters have longer teeth.”
“The blood!”
“She was eating fries with ketchup!”
“The horror!”
“The tiara was sweet.”
Viktor opens the door just a peek, frowning at his fiance: “Yuuri, there is nothing sweet about fake diamonds. That is the worst crime of all. I hope you don’t intend to give me fake diamonds.”
“I wasn’t intending on giving you diamonds at all!”
“Yuuri!” Viktor gasps, bursting into tears as he slams the door closed again.
wabi sabi 