ok I’m not sure if I’ve said this enough but can y’all imagine this for a while.
Victor, having pretty bad jetlag, awakes in the middle of the night during his first night in Hasetsu. Thirsty, he stumbles down the stairs for a glass of water only to find that the light in the sitting area of the inn is still on. Quietly, the figures of Yuuri’s parents huddled around a heap of receipts and income statements come into view. Groggy from sleep (or a lack thereof), Victor isn’t too sure what they’re saying but he catches snippets of their conversation.
“not doing so well” “lower than expected”
Victor immediately knows what is up. His throat feels even more uncomfortable now, but not from a lack of water. The Katsuki’s had given him their biggest room, welcomed him into the inn with open arms, and tried their very best to accommodate him. Even though Victor had insisted and forced them to accept his payments, they had vigorously refused in the beginning.
So Victor posts a picture of Hasetsu, knowing the amount of attention it would get from the media and his fans.
So Victor tries his very best to hype up the Onsen on Ice event.
So Victor becomes the tourist ambassador.
Victor does everything he can to support the lovely town and family he has grown to love.
What if that’s not the only thing he knows how to make?? What if the time he’s not busy skating (or being super emo) is spent in the kitchen ?
Imagine Victor calling him with an SOS saying “Yurio I’ve had nothing but katsudon for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for weeks. Now don’t get me wrong I love it and I love Yuuri but the next skating season is about to beg–”
“I’m on my way.”
Yurio slams open their door to their apartment less than 10 minutes later to with a kit of knives and assorted cooking utensils shouting “STEP ASIDE PORK CUTLET BOWL"
He’s been in the kitchen for over 2 hours now doing GOD KNOWS what, clattering around with the occasional swear
“Yurioooo we’re hungry" "You cannot rush perfection old man" "I’m pretty sure my stomach has begun digesting itself" ”SHUT UP KATSUDON. I NEED ABSOLUTE AND COMPLETE FOCUS"
He then calls them to the table, which is covered with a silk runner, a beautifully decorated candelabra, and cloth napkins folded in the shapes of swans (Yurio brought all of this along)
"Alright folks tonight we have a nice al dente pasta, so that it has a bit of a firmness when you bite into it. Now that’s covered with an exquisitely seasoned crushed tomato topping and orbs of pulverized beef. And for garnish we have some fresh picked basil. Enjoy“ "Yurio, darling.. I’m pretty sure this is just spaghetti and meatballs"
Yurio begins fuming, screaming absolute nonsense about "not knowing art” and “ungrateful washed up pricks” as he shoves his things back into his bag (plates of spaghetti and all). He storms out with both his middle fingers extended towards the couple before slamming the door behind him
True Friend Phichit: Don’t worry I got this! *inhales*
True Friend Phichit: OH MY GOD CHIHOKO IS SOOOOO FLEXIBLE ACCORDING TO MY PAL YUURI KATSUKI!!!
Viktor I am Yuuri’s NOW Extra TM Diva-forov:*appears out of nowhere* I’LL SHOW YOU WHO’S FLEXIBLE *AGGRESSIVELY STRIPPING OFF HIS CLOTHES AS HE DOES THE SCORPION POSE*
Yuuri “just as extra but hides it well” Katsuki: *horrified tone* Viktor NO.
True Friend Phichit: There they are!
Yuri “I am so done with this shit” Plisetsky: WTF?!?!
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