You were good friends with Viktor, despite having a crush on him since forever, so when he'd shown up at your place in the middle of the night, it wasn't anything too unusual.

"Hey," you greeted, stifling a yawn with one hand. "Katya giving you a hard time again?"

"Da," he said, giving you an unreadable look. "May I sleep here tonight?"

"Sure, sure." You stepped back, allowing him to pass you into the house. "Guest room or couch tonight?"

Whenever he asked to just sleep on the couch, it meant he had somewhere to be first thing in the morning, probably before you were even awake. Tonight, however-

"Guest room."

Ah. So he was planning on hanging around in the morning. That was nice - it usually meant you didn't have to cook breakfast. In comfortable silence, you led the way upstairs.

"Need anything special?" you asked, stopping outside the spare room you had and directing him inside.

He paused and slowly turned back to you from the other side of the threshold. "Maybe a . . ."

He trailed off, but you smiled to let him know he could ask anyway.

"A what?"

"A kiss would be nice, da?"

Speechless, you stared at him with your mouth open.

"W-what?!" you practically yelled.

He hesitated, then shook his head dejectedly.

"Never mind."

He closed the door. Outraged, you pounded your fist on it.

"Open up, or I swear I'll burn it down!" you yelled. "Tell me exactly what the heck you meant by that!"

The door opened again rather quickly, and Viktor looked mildly frightened as he awkwardly shifted back a pace.

"I'm sorry," you said immediately. "I didn't mean to shout at you. What did you mean, you'd like a kiss?"

He swallowed. "I . . ." He averted his gaze and stared at the floor. "I like you. As more than friends."

You smiled widely and wrapped your arms around his chest, hugging him tightly. "Good. I just wanted to make sure."

He blinked down at you in surprise, and you leaned up, pecking his lips briefly.

"I like you as 'more than friends' too."

"Then . . . can I have another kiss?"

You raised your eyebrows, but grinned and obliged, leaving your lips on his for a longer while this time.