The day Yuuri brought up marriage was the day he proposed. It wasn't quite the proposal Yuuri had had in mind, but it had still been pretty perfect. Yuuri just counted himself lucky that the shop he had stumbled upon had carried the right rings.

But on top of the proposal had been the revelation of what had transpired the year before at the Final's banquet, which had put a whole new perspective on their relationship. As horrified as Yuuri had felt in the beginning, he was starting to find it at least mildly funny (he felt that if he didn't at least try to find it somewhat humorous, it would continue to haunt him), Viktor, on the other hand, was finding it less funny by the minute.

"I was naked..." he said in horror as he collapsed face first on their bed upon returning to the hotel room.

"You were in a hot spring," Yuuri responded as he put aside their many purchases.

"I didn't have to stand up..." he continued, still recalling his first day in Hasetsu, where it had clearly never occurred to him that Yuuri might not remember that very drunken night.

"You are very good looking though..." Yuuri said, thinking back to that day, where, sure, his first thought had definitely not been wow Viktor is naked and so hot, but more what the actual hell is this weird dream? Still, he had had those thoughts later. He was human after all and Viktor was very, very pretty.

"You must have been so confused..."

"Yeah, well, it worked out pretty well, wouldn't you say?"

"You're surprisingly okay with this," Viktor said, and lifted his face from the mattress just enough to turn it, so he could look at Yuuri a little better. Yuuri then sat down on the bed next to him, and began running his fingers through Viktor's hair, trying to soothe him just a little.

"It was shocking," he said, "But in the end, it gave me you, so there's no way it was a bad thing. Even if it was super embarrassing."

"At least you can blame it on alcohol," Viktor whined again, "I was just stupid."

"You were drunk on love," Yuuri teased and laid down next to Viktor, who now had a pout on his face. Yuuri took his hand, and kissed the ring, earning a light blush from Viktor.

"This wasn't what I expected when you said something round and gold," Viktor confessed, and Yuuri kissed his hand again.

"I thought you loved surprises," Yuuri teased and Viktor pouted again.

"I never said I didn't like it."

"You know," Yuuri said slowly, "You haven't even seen the best part."

Viktor looked at him in confusion, and Yuuri sat up, removed his ring and looked at Viktor who now looked a little alarmed, especially when Yuuri reached out his hand.

"Give me yours," Yuuri said, still teasing him a bit, but Viktor backed away slightly, putting his left hand protectively over the ring.

"Why?" He demanded with squinted eyes as if Yuuri was about to do something bad. Yuuri merely laughed.

"I promise it will be worth it. I'll put it on you again."

Viktor looked sceptic for a moment before he eventually gave in and handed Yuuri the ring, as he sat up properly, getting close to Yuuri so he could see what he was doing.

"Look," Yuuri said as he put the rings together and held them up to reveal the motive the created when brought together, "I wanted them to be a matching pair, and I thought that a snowflake would be perfect for us."

"It is," Viktor said slowly as he looked at the rings, "It's perfect."

"I know," Yuuri said softly and lowered the rings, putting his own back on before taking Viktor's hand.

A thought struck Yuuri as he held Viktor's hand, and he slid down to the floor, kneeling down before Viktor as he placed the ring on his finger.

"I didn't get to do this earlier," he said softly as he looked up at Viktor, who was blushing again.

"I love you," Viktor whispered and Yuuri rose up to kiss him.

"I love you too," he said softly, "I'll make sure to win that gold medal so we can get married."