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"Makkachin!" Yuuri called as he poked his head outside, peering out into the snowy yard for the poodle. It took a moment but the canine came lumbering into view, bounding over to Yuuri with a happy dog-grin on his face. The young man smiled fondly and stepped aside to let the dog in, snagging the towel he'd brought with him and kneeling down once the door was slid shut so he could dry Makkachin off. "I didn't think you were ever going to come inside," he mused in Japanese, pressing a kiss to the dog's head as he finished up. Makkachin's tail thumped happily against the floor before he huffed out a bark and ran off into the house, most likely to go claim Victor and Yuuri's bed for the time being.

Their bed. It was still strange to think about it like that. They still had separate rooms but they'd been sharing a bed more often than not, especially when they were traveling. Being home in Hasetsu hadn't changed a thing, even if they were only going to be here for a short period of time.

Just enough time for Yuuri to spend his birthday at home.

Dropping the towel off in the laundry room, Yuuri had every intention of curling up with a book or maybe just his phone since everyone was off doing other things for the day and hey he deserved a day off just this once, right?

Noise from the kitchen distracted him, though, and he veered down the hallway that led to it curiously, poking his head inside.

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[goldmedalvicturi]

Victor lifts his hand quickly, sending sugar spilling down over them. He still had a handful of sugar and he lets it flutter down around them like snow. Very sweet, tasty snow that really didn't need to be all over the kitchen but.. alas, it was already happening.

"Your hair is beautiful indeed. And it would be much too hard to change it... though I could probably dye mine."

He taps his chin, looking thoughtful as he gets sugar on his face. "I could dye it brown to match your eyes...~"