Tag: domestic

livixbobbiex:

Viktor and Yuuri being all epic in love, making grand gestures and possibly sacrificing the world for one another is good, and all, I love it. BUT, now picture this: 

• Viktor and Yuuri lying in bed at 2am like “was that your stomach rumbling or mine?” 
• The inside jokes. I dare you to picture Viktor nudging Yuuri with his elbow and pointing to a sculpture of an old woman posed in a certain way, and Yuuri dead ass breaking down in public, crying from laughter. Nobody in the universe understands why it’s so funny, other than them 
• Shopping for groceries together, which at first was a fun bonding activity but after a few years of marriage usually turns up into bickering about the budget, and forgetting something essential like milk every damn time 
• That time they shared a dessert because they thought it would be cute but Yuuri got distracted and ate it all before Viktor could have more than a spoon 
• Viktor covering Makkachin’s ears with his own hands whenever he’s ‘offended’ by something Yuuri says 
• Yuuri suddenly opening one eye in the middle of the night like “who’s that one actor from that film – I forgot his name?!” – and suddenly the lights are flicked on, Viktor and Yuuri transform into FBI agents, and they have a war with Google 
• Taking it in turns to pick up the dog poops on walks, and the attempted bribes to get out of it 
• Viktor becoming mostly immune to Yuuri’s puppy dog eyes, but never his eros 
• Yuuri never becoming immune to the puppy dog eyes 
• Buying a new bed frame (the old one had a lot of wear, okay?), realising it needed to actually be built, and giving up after a few hours to just sleep on the mattress for the night 
• Their lock screen photos being acceptable, beautiful photos of their small family, but their actual home screens are the ugliest photos of each other (I’m talking full on, mid yawn, double chin) – which are the best pictures, really.
• The time Viktor hurt his back, so Yuuri clipped his toenails for him to stop him from bending down. Yurio walked in on it and was disgusted, but also lowkey wanted a toenail buddy
• Arguing about the truth of conspiracy theories over plates of their favourite take out 
• Reorganising their medal cabinet every few months, even when there’s nothing new to add to it anymore 

Domestic fluff is important to me okay