In a cozy apartment in New York,
a pair of significant annoyances sat curled up peacefully together on their bed, watching a new anime that had come out recently.

*Victor Nikiforov had been in midair as he leapt towards the surprised Katsuki Yuuri, whose cheeks were still tinged pink from the cold and exhaustion he had gotten from executing his routine on the ice splendidly. Yuuri's eyes went wide as their glossy pink lips neared, before Victor leaned in to seal the deal, tangling his hands into Yuuri's hair, effectively using his arm to block out the rest of the world from their one special moment...*

"AAAHHHHH!" Ear splitting shrieks sliced through the air, shattering the silence.

Goodbye, Peace.

"ARGJKDMDKDLDDL THEY KISSED!"

"WILL. WILLLLL. YOU SAW THAT RIGHT. YOU SAW IT RIGHT?! TELL ME MY EYES AREN'T DECEIVING ME."

"YOUR EYES AREN'T DECEIVING YOU. ARGHKD-" Will shoved his face into a pillow, attempting to muffle his screams but to no avail, his own eyes peeking out and staring at the scene of the latest episode of Yuri! On Ice.

"YESYESYES! IT WAS ABOUT TIME..." Nico was hyperventilating along with Will as they leapt off the bed and did their own happy dance, which was unlike Nico, but both of them were too overjoyed to care.

"OH WHAT A GREAT TIME TO BE ALIVE!"

There was a knock at the door and Kayla poked her head in. "Y'alright? What's all the commotion abo- ah." She was met with the sight of her brother and his boyfriend in a tight embrace, crying tears of joy about how the "victuuri ship has set sail" and "my babies have grown up", as such.

Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard the familiar voices coming from the laptop. Ah, she thought, they're at that episode. Oh well. Quietly, she closed the door and left them to continue fanboying like the proud parents they are.

Sometimes, Kayla didn't know who had the worst influence. But as long as they were happy, nothing else mattered.