Met by Accident
Viktor is having the worst day of his life, oversleeping and late for work. To make things even better, he rear ended the car in front of him. His attitude quickly changes when he lays eyes on the other driver.
“I'm so sorry!” the other driver said when he reached Viktor.
He held a hand up to him, silently asking him to wait. The receptionist finally answered the phone and directed his call to his boss. Once he informed her he'd be late and no, he didn't know what time he'd be in, he hung up and turned his attention to the other driver.
Well, well, what do we have here?
The man was shorter than him by a few inches, jet black hair that was slicked back with a bit of gel. His glasses left something to be desired, but Viktor admired those large chocolate brown eyes. His lightly tanned skin was unblemished and looked so soft that Viktor wanted to run his hand along his cheek. His body looked enticing as well, but it was hard to tell from the overcoat he was wearing.
Simply put, he was fucking gorgeous.
- Part 1 of Met by Accident
The time has finally arrived for Yuri and Otabek, both ecstatic for their chance of happily ever after together.
“This is a dream. It has to be. Things like this don’t happen to me.”
“I promise you, it’s not a dream,” Otabek said, opening his eyes and turning his head to look at him, “I can’t say everything is going to be sunshine and bunnies forever, but it’s time for you, Yura.”
“Look at you being all motivational and shit,” Yuri teased, shouting in annoyance when Otabek pinched him again, “I hope you’re right, though.”
“One way to find out.”
“What’s that?” Yuri asked, lifting his head to gaze into Otabek’s eyes.
“Go to sleep,” he said, “When you wake up and everything is still the same, it’s not a dream.”
- Part 2 of Met by Accident
Yuuri and Viktor spend their first Christmas as a married couple with friends and family.
Hearing the screen door slam and quick footsteps grow closer, Viktor opened his eyes and yawned. Not only was it Christmas, but it was his thirty-first birthday as well. That’s not what made him smile, however.
It was his first Christmas being married to Yuuri.
Rolling onto his side, Viktor watched the flitting under his husband’s eyelids. Yuuri had a tendency to dream right up until the moment he woke and Viktor loved watching him. He had spent hours gazing at Yuuri lovingly as he slept, thinking each time better than the last. This day was the best so far. It held the magic of love and the holiday.
- Part 3 of Met by Accident