"Aaaand done! You did great as always Yuuri!"

Yuuri sighed with relief and relaxed from the pose. Modeling came easier to him now after all these years, but itwastiring to hold different poses. At least this shoot called for his eros nature rather than his agape one, so his lips were safe from the ache of smiling too much.

He did not get the deal of the popularity of his two styles, but Phichit assured it worked, and it resulted in more job offers, so who was he to complain? Sometimes brands asked for a suave and sexy look, which many needed a cute and sweet appearance, and Yuuri happened to have both.

Or so Phichit and his manager said. Yuuri was not confident on his skills, but he has learnt to not let the thoughts get to him. They were mostly the product of his anxiety, he had found after years of experience.

"Ah, thanks." He gladly accepted the bottle of water that was offered to him by a fellow model. He smiled at her as he moved to sit beside her, relieved that he would not be needed for another hour at least.

The model smiled back and introduced herself. He chatted with her for a few minutes before she was joined by her friend, James if he remembered correctly. He greeted him and the three of them eased into quiet talking and laughter. Although he did not have very strong relationships with his coworkers, he did enjoy a simple friendship with them, and that was enough for him.

Before he knew it, the photographer called for him. He waved at them and excused himself.

"Oh my god," Cheryl breathed out after Yuuri walked away.

"I know right." James was clutching on the armrest, in a state similar to Cheryl. "I can't believe I have been blessed by his presence."

"I thought he was a smooth hot mess but then he is an adorable cinnamon roll? He gets goddamn dimples when he smiles how is this man even real?"

James snapped out of his daze to look at Cheryl. "How did you not know? You must have seen him in advertisements and on magazine covers? The agape ones?"

She just gave him an unimpressed look and said, "Yeah, but I didn't think it was his real personality. I mean, how could a guy that cute pull the smoldering look he's famous for?"

James smirked. "Well sweetie, allow me tell you about our lord and saviour Yuuri Katsuki…"

"I am home!"

Yuuri trudged to the sofa and collapsed on it. Today's shoot was more exhausting than usual, what with his partner twisting his ankle. They had to retake those few shots many times. He hoped it would be healed soon, the poor man looked to be in a lot of pain.

Yuuri's eyes moved towards the kitchen. He decided to just order something tonight, he was too tired to cook. He hoped Celestino won't mind. It's not like one meal would ruin Phichit's physique, he worked hard at keeping himself fit.

( He also hoped his own manager won't mind. Slow metabolism was a curse when you are in a field like fashion. )

Maybe they would order from the new Chinese restaurant that has opened nearby….

"I am home!" Phichit had taken to Yuuri's Japanese customs. There was something nice about someone welcoming you. He dropped his bag near the coat rack and moved further into the house. All he wanted to do was to take a hot shower and eat Yuuri's amazing food.

Huh? Phichit didn't notice it at first, but there were a few things wrong.

One, there was no 'welcome home' shouted back.

Two, he could not smell the event of sweet, divine food ready to release him from cruel grasp of hunger.

Maybe there was some delay in Yuuri's work today. It would not be the first time it had happened. Phichit sighed in disapproval. Yuuri is already horrible at taking care of himself, and then life goes and piles a shit ton of work on him.

Oh! There he was! Phichit's heart melted at the sight. It was as cute as his hamsters! He must upload this on Instagram!

There, right in front of him, was Yuuri curled up on the sofa, hugging a poodle plushie ( his favourite one, that is always lying on the sofa along with Phichit's hamster plushie ) to his chest. Ahh, and was that a Viktor chibi plush near his feet?

Granted, it was not the first time he has seen Yuuri asleep ( they were roommates and had even shared a bed at times for heaven's sake ) but every Yuuri action must be shared on SNS. The world needs it's dose of adorableness, and Yuuri's fans are dying because of a certain someone's rarely used accounts.

And there! Posted! Now time to wake Yuuri. Where did he keep the air horn again?

[ picture of Yuuri sleeping peacefully, hugging a plushie ]

Our neighborhood #sleepingbeauty, Katsuki_Yuuri!

Katsufan

He's too beautiful my eyes

gurlgotswag

So cute! Thanks for doing god's work PhichitChu

Fandomtrash17

u don't understand i would give anything to be that stuffed toy aksldhsjs

HelenaW

GUYS ARE WE GOING TO IGNORE THE OTHER PLUSHIE WHO IS THAT AND WHY DOES OUR BABY HAVE ONE

XwinteriscomingX

HelenaW omg I didn't even notice that #whoisthat ( also do you mean our daddy ͡ ͜ʖ ͡ )

theunicornwholived

mio dio è agazzo più bello che abbia mai visto

YumeAme

HE'S ADORABLE OH GOD I FUCKING LOVE HIS SLEEPY PICS LEMME TELL Y'ALL PhichitChu BLESS YOU

ALSO #WHOISTHAT

Erina_Quero

He's? So? Beautiful? I can't even

And I dunno but that stuffed toy guy seems familiar maybe he's a fictional character and he's a fan?

minamikenjirou

勇利-君! めっちゃ可愛い！あれは ヴィクトル ニキフォロフ フィギュアスケーターです！

Henrythe7th

Fucking hell I am gay for this guy oh and #whoisthat

PhichitChu

(͡ ͜ʖ ͡) Keep guessing peeps

DUMBLEDORA

PhichitChu PLEASE WEE NEED TO KNW OUR CROPS ARE DYINFG

Shelly_K_N

Guys guys guys.

minamikenjirou said that - "He is Viktor Nikiforov, a figure skater!"

So there you are. ( tmw your Japanese is actually useful for something other than manga scanlation #bless )

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"Oh man, Yuuri you have to hear about what happened at class today!"

Hmm, the chicken in this dish is quite good.

"So there's this guy in my class called Ben, and he and professor Andrews are always arguing about something or the other."

Too bad that the food was very high in calories, it was actually very nice in taste.

"They're always waiting for the other to mess up on something! And today professor saw the chance and took it, it was gold."

Maybe he could tweak the recipe a bit and try to make it himself?

"Ben was rushi- Yuuri!" Phichit exclaimed when he saw that Yuuri was not paying any attention. "Come oooon! It was just a harmless prank, stop ignoring me."

Yuuri snorted. That harmless prank took off 10 years of his life. He turned to Phichit to say that to receive the 'supreme puppy dog eyes'. The boy was evenpouting. "Forgive me Yuuri?"

Yuuri had already forgiven Phichit long ago, but he decided to stretch it out for a little bit more. After all, he rarely got to mess with Phichit.

"Nope."

"Yuuri! I know! I would give you a hamster plushie!"

"Don't want it."

"I would give you my share of the food!"

"Why do you even think I would want it?"

"I would clean my room!"

"You should be doing that anyway."

"I would show you the woooooorld!"

Yuuri could not take it anymore. He burst out laughing. "Did you just make a Disney reference?", he wheezed out between giggles.

Phichit laughed along with him. "It worked, didn't it?" After a few minutes when both of them had sobered up, Phichit stared at Yuuri, hesitance written on his face.

Yuuri looked at him with some concern. "Phichit? Are you alright?"

Phichit sheepishly assured him that he was fine. "Ah Yuuri, can I ask you something?" Without waiting for an answer or for Yuuri's anxiety to get to work, he forged on. "Would you- would you come watch me at the Grand Prix finals? I know you are more busy than usual what with the new winter collection coming out but it would make me really happy if you could come-"

Yuuri could not help but smile. He had not expected Phichit to ask him that. "Of course Phichit!" He interrupted. "How could I miss it? It's your first time at the finals!"

Phichit gave a small sigh of relief and smiled back.

Yuuri's eyes twinkled. "Although I can't promise to come to every time you get to get to the finals."

The corner of Phichit's mouth lifted up further. "I understand completely Yuuri. I guess you have to be content with seeing the gold medals when I return."

They paused for a moment, and then both started laughing.

The shoot that day ended early, so Yuuri decided to pay a visit to Phichit at the rink. He was sure that his best friend was working hard, going through his programmes, trying to perfect them for the finals.

Yuuri chuckled as he remembered Phichit's choices for the music. Trust him to choose something from the King And The Skater. He was glad that Phichit finally got to realize one of his dreams, and that was performing something from his favourite movie.

The movie was a fond memory for both of them, it was the one that has dispelled the awkwardness of the first few days they became roommates. Phichit's energy and excitement was infectious, and Yuuri had soon forget all his shyness and has laughed and cried with amazement right along with him.

Ah, he had already reached the rink. He stepped through the automatic doors and found himself looking right at Celestino'sextremely closeface.

He backed away hurriedly. It seemed that Celestino was going out.

The coach beamed at him! "Yuuri! I haven't seen you in so long! Drop by the rink more often, yes? We like seeing you here", he turned to glance at Phichit, "And a certain someone tends to work harder as well."

"That's mean Ciao Ciao!" Phichit yelled from the ice, mouth curved upwards.

Yuuri smiled back uncertainly. "Uh, yes. I would try." He was sure that Celestino was saying that just to be polite. After all, won't he distract Phichit rather than helping?

He excused himself and walked towards Phichit. He held up the two coffee cups in his hand. "I bought you coffee!"

"Thanks Yuuri, you amazing bean! White chocolate mocha-"

"Frappuccino with java chips and a pump of peppermint syrup? Yes Phichit, I know your order." Yuuri said and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. One would think they haven't known each other for years.

Phichit gladly accepted the cup from Yuuri's hands and sat down with him on the bench. They swapped stories about their day for a while ( or gossip, as Phichit preferred to call it ) until their talk eventually turned to the GPF that was looming on the horizons.

Phichit's eyes lighted up as he said how excited he was that Yuuri was coming to see him at the GPF.

"Ah Phicht, about that…" Yuuri trailed off hesitantly. "Sorry! I can't make it for your short programme, but I would be there for the free skate!"

Phichit pouted. "Yuuri! You scared me! I thought you weren't coming at all! It's fine if you come for just the free skate and the gala!"

The two shared a smile. Yuuri was glad that Phichit understood th- hold on.

"GALA!?"

Phichit grinned and nodded. "You have to stay for the gala Yuuri! It will be awesome! And you would get to meet Viktor Nikiforov! And charm him with your wonderful looks and personality and then get married with 3 kids and you have to make me your best man!"

"What!? I will pretend I did not hear the rest, but Phichit! I can't attend the gala! What would I even do ther-"

"Dance and seduce Nikiforov, what else?"

"I don't even belong there I am just your frie-"

"That excuse won't work, you know many kinds of people are invited and you are a top level model."

"You know my anxiety it's a horrible i-"

"Don't worry Yuuri, I would there with you the whole time! So what do you say?"

Yuuri sighed. There was no stopping Phichit when he got like this. Weeeell, the gala doesn't soundthatbad. And he felt guilty for missing the short programme, so that would help ease it a bit.

"Fine, I'll go." Phichit grinned at that. "And stop interrupting me!" Yuuri tacked on.

Phichit gave him an utterly non repentant look and said how it was better to shut down Yuuri's irrational excuses before he got started. Yuuri could not argue against that.

Celestino returned at that time and told Phichit to start warm ups again, since his break was over. Yuuri smiled warmly and cheered at Phichit. He hoped that his best friend would get a good position at the GPF, he deserved it.

His thoughts turned to his long time idol, Viktor Nikiforov. Yuuri preferred dancing rather than figure skating, but he had always admired Viktor, with his endless grace and beautiful jumps.

He was sure that he too, was working extremely hard for the finals.

"Vitya! Take this seriously!"

"I am, Yakov! But Yura needs to lighten up, so I am ensuring that he doesn't work too hard!"

"STOP BOTHERING ME YOU OLD GEEZER!"