A fire crackles warmly as a couple cuddles in content, watching White Christmas. A smile lights up both of their expressions as the dark haired male nuzzles his face in the white haired male's neck fondly. The two share a loving look, brown eyes meeting ice blue eyes as a bark makes them look over to a brown poodle seemingly pouting.

   "Makkachin, come here." Victor's Russian voice says as the excited poodle jumps in between the two, curling into a ball in their laps. A hand goes to pet the soft head as the adjust before continuing the movie, peppered kisses on Yuuri's neck making him red in the face.

   "Victor, what are you doing?" A warning tone is heard as said male pulls away slightly to press a kiss to his husband's lips and a huge grin appears on his face as he does it again.

   "A few more months and we'll be able to adopt Yuuri. I can't just give you kisses to show how much I love you?" Offended, Victor gives a glare as Yuuri laughs softly at his husband's foolishness, eyes glinting with mischief.

   "I already know you love me, but you have more than one body that proved it just last night." Smirking at the red tinging Victor's cheeks, he cheekily presses a kiss to his lips. "Besides, you have an all too knowing smile. You have a few picked out already haven't you?" A sheepish grin is on his as he nods. "I'd love to see which kids have you so interested. We can go into the Foster Adoption Center and fill out the paper work if you're certain."

   "have I told you how much I love you? Cause I love you Yuuri." The two chuckle and focus on the movie, thoughts of adopting invading their minds just as they fall asleep in each other's arms, Makkachin happily snuggling into their bodies, a blanket draped over the three as the fire crackles in the night.

  "We're going to be late if you don't finish getting dressed Victor." Yuuri calls out in warning, dressed in casual jeans and a formal shirt of Victor's that is purple, black converse adorning his feet. Adjusting his glasses and messenger bag he hears Victor come down and turns to look at him. Taking his breath away Victor is wearing a similar outfit, a pale blue formal shirt from Yuuri's closet making his eyes pop out even more. His hair is brushed to the side neatly, his blue and silver wedding ring glistening in the light.

  "You are gorgeous Yuuri." Stuttering out a response, glasses fogged over, Victor laughs taking his hand as the two begin to walk in silence to the Foster Adoption Center. Anxiety rises in the two at if they will even find a child to adopt. the two squeeze hands in silent comfort, the air bitter as St Petersburg looks like a winter wonderland, snow flakes falling gently and their breath visible with each puff. Stepping into the modest center, they quickly go over the paperwork as the worker gives Yuuri a discreet wink, soothing his nerves. What if Victor doesn't like his present? Kept repeating in his head until he leads Victor into the room where two kids look up from talking, a bright gleam in their eyes. The first one is blonde with green eyes screaming mischief, but the rare smile on his face gives away his feelings. The other holding a small smile, brown eyes gleaming to express his true feelings and short black hair styled in an uppercut. Yuuri steps forward and catches the two as they give him a hug, pushing him to the ground with a thud.

   "It's good to see you two again. Are you ready to head home? Have everything packed?" Victor looks at the scene before him, a smile growing on his face before confusion settles in. What is Yuuri talking about?

   "Victor, this is your Christmas present. I already filled out the adoption papers months ago, they got approved a week ago. They're ours Victor. This is Yuri Plisetsky and Otabek Altin. We are officially parents." Everything freezes as Victor hugs Yuuri, grinning widely. "Merry Christmas Victor, I love you." The day sets in as he realizes it is Christmas, Victor gives a kiss to his husband before giving the disgruntled kids a hug. The worker gives the two a wave goodbye and grin as they leave with the two holding each other's hand and their parents. Time went by fast as they settle in the two, smiling as they curled up against each other, sleeping. Yuuri leads Victor into the living where the fire crackles in greeting, Makkachin guarding the door to the kids room.

   "I love you Yuuri. This was the best Christmas present ever." He is pushed down before he can continue on with his speech, Yuuri mischievously smirking above him.

   "I love you too Victor. Kiss me already."