Work Text:
𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗:
𝙿𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚃𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛
A week had passed since the infamous dandelion tea incident, and Yuuri and Viktor had done their best to put it behind them. They'd even gotten good at making light of it in front of their friends and classmates who heard of what happened during the test—at least until Viktor, ever the curious one, brought it up again.
It started with a casual conversation in their dorm one evening after a long day of practice. Viktor had been flipping through a figure skating magazine when he casually remarked, "You know, I can't get over how. Intense that tea was. I've never had anything like it before."
Yuuri, sitting at his desk, paused and glanced over at Viktor. His brow furrowed slightly. "Intense? I mean... it did make us... well, you know..." His voice trailed off, his face flushing slightly at the memory of what had happened. “It didn’t taste that strong.”
Viktor nodded, leaning forward with a sly grin. "Right? what if we were just...unlucky? What if it’s not as strong as we think?"
Yuuri arched an eyebrow, skeptical. "You’re not seriously suggesting we try it again, are you?" He ran a hand through his hair, clearly unsettled by the idea of voluntarily going through the same ordeal. "After everything that happened?"
Viktor’s eyes sparkled with mischief. "I think we should test it. For science! What if we just had nervous bladders! I can’t graduate highschool having a flower get the better of me!”
Yuuri blinked. "Wait, you’re serious!? You’re insane. I just got over my u-uti…"
Viktor shrugged casually, his grin not wavering. "Flushing your system will be good then! And if it doesn’t work, at least you will be hydrated?."
Yuuri felt a pit form in his stomach at the thought of going through that again…. But Viktor was always the one pushing boundaries, and Yuuri had a tendency to follow along in his wake, even if it usually ended with them in embarrassing situations.
After a few moments of silence, Yuuri let out a long sigh. "Fine," he muttered, "But if this turns into a disaster, I’m blaming you." He knew it wouldn’t end like before, they had a bathroom right there in their room, and could use it at any moment.
Viktor laughed. "Deal."
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The next morning ,both of them were sitting on their beds, steaming cups of dandelion tea in hand. The smell of the herbal concoction filled the small dorm room—a strange mix of earthiness with a faint floral undertone. Viktor lifted his cup first, raising it in a mock-toast. "To science," he said dramatically.
Yuuri, looking less than thrilled but resigned to the situation, clinked his cup against Viktor’s. "Yeah, whatever you say."
They both took a sip, and Yuuri focused on the taste. It was good, but it certainly wasn’t a flavor he’d go for regularly, it just has bad memoires attached to it. Viktor, on the other hand, seemed to be savoring it with a satisfied expression.
"It’s delicious!" Viktor said after a moment, setting his cup down on the nightstand. "It’s... earthy."
Yuuri nodded, feeling the warmth of the tea settle in his stomach. "Yeah... It's not as bad as the cranberry juice you had me to drink all week.."
Viktor chuckled. "Hey, I said the juice was good for you! Not good tasting! But I still stand by it being necessary! You're all better now!"
The two sat and drank their tea for a while, both scrolling on their phones in a comfortable silence
"Viktor look, this dog looks just like your parents dog Maka—" He stopped, suddenly feeling a slight tingle in his abdomen.
Viktor leaned over to look at Yuuri’s phone, but the device was black and his boyfriend looked flushed, Viktor guessed, "You already have to go?"
Yuuri shifted uncomfortably. "It’s... definitely working faster than I thought."
Viktor sat up, looking at him with a gleam in his eye. "Now we just have to see if we get desperate as fast as last time."
Yuuri’s face flushed slightly as the sensation of urgency slowly grew. He crossed his legs instinctively, suddenly feeling like he might not have made the best decision. "Uh, Viktor," he began, his voice a little strained, "I’m not sure I’m that curious about how this experiment plays out anymore."
Viktor raised an eyebrow, "Yuuri? Are you okay? Do you—" He cut himself off, a brief look of realization crossing his face. He turned back to his cup of tea. "I think it’s starting to work on me too."
For a few moments, the two of them just sat in silence, both of them trying to ignore the steadily increasing pressure in their bladders. It was quiet, almost eerily so, with only the sound of their breathing filling the room.
Yuuri shifted again, his hand subconsciously moving between his legs as if to ease the discomfort, but it did little to help. "Viktor," he finally said, his voice tight, "this was really not a good idea."
Viktor was looking just as uncomfortable, his knee bouncing slightly. "Well, we’re committed now. No turning back."
Yuuri didn’t answer. Instead, he watched as Viktor’s expression shifted from determination to visible unease. The room felt smaller as they both started to squirm more openly, but neither of them wanted to be the first to admit that they were to the point they were during the exam.
A while passed, and the sensation only seemed to intensify. Finally, Yuuri couldn’t take it anymore. He shot up from his bed, legs pressed tightly together. "I’m going to the bathroom," he muttered, his voice trembling. He made his way toward the door, but as he reached for the doorknob, Viktor stopped him.
"Wait," Viktor said in a surprisingly calm voice. "I need to go too."
Yuuri turned to see Viktor standing with his legs crossed, his hands clutched at his knees as if trying to hold everything in. Viktor’s face was slightly flushed, his usual composure slipping.
Yuuri hesitated, “Viktor there is only one toilet and I don’t think I can make it the one down the hall, i’ll be quick jus—”
Before he could finish, Viktor groaned loudly, his legs pressing together as if it might give him some relief. "I gotta go now, Yuuri! Just—" Viktor didn't even finish the sentence before he shoved past Yuuri, his face flushed with embarrassment but full of desperation.
Without another word, Viktor darted toward the small en-suite, his urgency evident in every step. Yuuri, too stunned to stop him, just stood there in the middle of their bathroom, clutching his dick, watching Viktor’s every move.
with a panicked look over his shoulder, Viktor jumped straight into the bathtub. The action was so sudden that Yuuri froze in place. He could hear Viktor’s breathing quicken, his body shuddering as the inevitable happened.
Viktor couldn’t hold it anymore. He looked frantic as his bladder finally gave way, but the sound of it hitting the tub was unmistakable. The rushing noise of liquid against porcelain filled the room, punctuated by Viktor’s small, breathless gasps as he finally allowed himself to release.
Yuuri felt the pressure in his own body shift in response. It was like the second Viktor lost the battle, Yuuri’s body decided it couldn’t hold on either. His legs gave a slight tremble before he finally broke into a full sprint.
Before Viktor could fully process what was happening, Yuuri was already jumping into the tub beside him, his face flushed a bright shade of crimson. The moment his body hit the porcelain surface, he couldn’t hold back as well.
A quiet sob of relief slipped from his lips as he let go, his body finally yielding to the inevitable. Yuuri let out a long, shaky breath. The sound of liquid splashing in the tub mingled with Viktor’s quiet, almost defeated sighs.
Viktor’s eyes darted over to Yuuri as the japanese man took his place beside him in the tub, both of them facing the same unavoidable situation. They didn’t need to say anything. The shared look between them, eyes locked in embarrassed but mutual understanding, spoke volumes.
Yuuri’s breath was still caught in his throat, and the sheer relief of finally being able to stop holding back caused him to feel a strange mix of shame and comfort. He couldn’t believe it had come to this again, but at least this time only Viktor was there.
Viktor chuckled softly through his own heavy breathing, still in the midst of his own release. "Well...we weren’t unlucky the first time…," he said weakly, trying to inject some humor into the situation, but even his words sounded a little strained.
Yuuri gave a small laugh, his voice shaky as he wiped his eyes. "Yeah...good to know." He let out a deep sigh, the embarrassment lingering in his chest, but a small, relieved smile tugging at his lips. He glanced back over at Viktor, his face still flushed and in shock. "Is your curiosity filled?"
Viktor rolled his eyes with a grin. "I’ve come to a conclusion…This tea is horrible."
The two of them sat there, side by side in the tub, not speaking for a while as the last of the tea’s effects slowly faded. Eventually, Viktor broke the silence with a dramatic sigh.
"I’m gonna be peeing every hour again." he muttered with a lumpy smile.
Yuuri gave him a tired but amused look. "I’m using the toilet next time!
“You could have used the toilet this time,” he teased, Yuuri flushed red, but laughed it off.