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Yuuri blinks at the screen, too confused and overwhelmed to read the rest. Another deep breath and he puts the phone down, intending to close his eyes, but they betray him, drawn to an unexpected glint on his right hand. With no time to process its meaning, they dart to the sound of someone emerging from the bathroom. Yuuri's jaw slacks. He finds himself wishing for a panic attack, because that would likely be better than the sheer terror he currently feels from watching the approaching figure. Victor Nikiforov. Correction: a very naked Victor Nikiforov.
“Good morning, Yuuri!” Victor is practically glowing. Yuuri freezes and shuts his eyes, feeling a kiss land on top of his head. “Did you sleep well, solntse?”
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Victor and Yuuri both get drunk at the Sochi GPF banquet and wake up in bed together the following morning—wearing wedding bands. Neither remembers eloping.
Victor is overjoyed. Meanwhile, Yuuri has other feelings.