Deck the Halls with Love and Folly by sushicorps (Inclinant), narrated by Rhea314
Summary: “Well…” Viktor starts but doesn't continue because where does one even go with “I am really a world champion figure skater but I got distracted because I think you’re really cute and now you’re offering to teach me how to ice skate and I’m actually about to say yes?”
Basically, the first time Viktor Nikiforov sees Katsuki Yuuri, he skates into a Christmas tree.
Excerpt -”There’s a flurry of exclamations in rapid Japanese that completely flies over Viktor’s head as he sits up in the middle of the broken pine branches. He groans, attempting to untangle himself from the string of rainbow lights but only seeming to make things worse and gives up, settling for squinting through the blinding lights at the hazy figure of the small, bespectacled Japanese man that’d sent him flying straight into the tree.
“-Uh, oh my god, oh my god,” The man says, switching to fluent, lightly American accented English to Viktor’s surprise. “Are...are you okay? Uh here, let me help you,”
“Do you know how to skate?” He asks as he helps Viktor back onto his feet, steadying him when he stumbles a little - which Viktor will firmly blame on being winded from the fall and not at all an excuse to grab the other’s hands - face lightly tinged red from the cold deepening into a flush.
“Not that I’m saying anything about your skating!” The man backpedals a bit, hands waving wildly in the air. There’s a name tag on his black jacket that resembles some of the others Viktor’s seen around the rink. Conveniently, the tag has both Japanese and English written on it.
Hmm...so his name is Yuuri too.
“-just that I’m a skating teacher at a small rink, and uh, I’m just here on a temporary basis because of the festive season and all you know to help the kids skating and watch out for new skaters and the like so uh it’s my job to help people out and you kinda…”
He pauses his ramble to take a deep breath, heated air fogging up his glasses and he pulls nervously at his red scarf, looking slightly embarrassed.
“Well, you kinda...skated into the Christmas tree.”
