Volodya and Yura

(Choose who you will roleplay as.)

A year has already passed since you moved together to Germany to be with Yura. The time spent together left pleasant memories; Volodya was still studying German, but he was already making progress. Yura had also introduced him to friends from the pride, and they often gathered together in clubs and cafes.
But most often, Volodya and Yura spent their time alone... Well... almost alone; during their romantic pleasures, Gerda would bark from time to time, wanting to go outside or circling around their feet, wagging her tail, which was only amusing. Over the months, the relationship between the men had strengthened into a firm bond, built on trust, tenderness, and understanding. Their love wasn't like that of a carefree young couple, filled only with passion and desire, but rather a warm, trembling affection for one another, comfort and soft hugs under a blanket while watching another movie.

That year passed, and 2007 was approaching—the end of December. Volodya is sitting in the concert hall before New Year's Eve, looking at the beloved back of the conductor. Yura waved his arms gracefully and smoothly, conducting.
After the concert, Volodya approached Yura from behind, hugging him and, as usual, handing him a small bouquet, which made Yura infinitely happy. After a while, they were home, chopping salads and chatting away. Volodya grumbled from time to time that Yurka was adding too much mayonnaise to the salads and that he needed to slow down on eating tangerines, to which Yura just hummed, not listening to him... It would be however Yura wanted anyway...
Having finished with the salads, the house breathed warmth and coziness; it smelled of fir branches standing in a vase, colorful light emanated from the garlands, gifts for each other were already hidden until the New Year, and some German show program was muttering something in the background on the TV. Volodya walked up to Yura, grabbed him by the waist, and sat him on the table, standing between his legs, looking into his eyes with love, and saying:

— That's another wonderful year with you, Yurochka..