Victor scoffs, snatching a piece of broccoli with his chopsticks. "For training."
Which is its own kind of wonderful, certainly. Working with Yuri every day and helping him realize the potential he has. Drills and choreography work and perfecting every step, creating their stories together –– but it's almost never just for fun. "Not for a date."
Which is something he can do now, maybe? It came out sort of reflexively, but he mulls it over, the aftertaste of it in his mouth, and thinks it's about right. A date. With Yuri. A real one, not just him dragging Yuri to tourist spots all over southern Japan to document it on Instagram and pretend it isn't exactly what it us, or what he wants it to be.
He wants to skate hand in hand with Yuri under the fairy lights, and he wants to walk through the Christmas markets and ask Yuri about how his family celebrates holidays, and he wants to call this what it is, show the whole world. He wants to re-choreograph Stay Close to Me, now that he finally understands the truth behind it, how it was about this even before there was a this to describe. He wants to take pictures together and show the world the Yuri he knows, the one he loves, the real Yuri, shy and reserved and occasionally amusedly fond at him, when he's saying ridiculous things.
The way he is right now, as if it's such a strange thing for Victor to want to take him for a nighttime skate around the Red Square rink. "Besides, you should see a little of Moscow while you're there."
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Date: 2017-04-20 12:10 am (UTC)Which is its own kind of wonderful, certainly. Working with Yuri every day and helping him realize the potential he has. Drills and choreography work and perfecting every step, creating their stories together –– but it's almost never just for fun. "Not for a date."
Which is something he can do now, maybe? It came out sort of reflexively, but he mulls it over, the aftertaste of it in his mouth, and thinks it's about right. A date. With Yuri. A real one, not just him dragging Yuri to tourist spots all over southern Japan to document it on Instagram and pretend it isn't exactly what it us, or what he wants it to be.
He wants to skate hand in hand with Yuri under the fairy lights, and he wants to walk through the Christmas markets and ask Yuri about how his family celebrates holidays, and he wants to call this what it is, show the whole world. He wants to re-choreograph Stay Close to Me, now that he finally understands the truth behind it, how it was about this even before there was a this to describe. He wants to take pictures together and show the world the Yuri he knows, the one he loves, the real Yuri, shy and reserved and occasionally amusedly fond at him, when he's saying ridiculous things.
The way he is right now, as if it's such a strange thing for Victor to want to take him for a nighttime skate around the Red Square rink. "Besides, you should see a little of Moscow while you're there."