Victor's face looks like Victor's face always does. There isn't a wrinkle. It's peerless. Soft hair and bright eyes, caught in the midst of a bite of food, and something like a question is in his expression, but nothing like nothing like he. Like he said nothing. Like he didn't. He hadn't. Yuri's brain didn't just make that up, and all he asks is, what, like Yuri might have dropped something.
If Victor was expecting English, what he gets is shrapnel calling itself that language: "You just - we - you - you want -"
The word is inflated in this head. It's very suddenly a balloon of itself. Bright red. All four letters, the only thing in the drawn shape that was once his head. It is all the space inside of it. It's screaming it so loud his tongue doesn't even need to whisper the word. Because it is everywhere. He hasn't even gotten to get anywhere near over the kissing. Victor touching him. Victor kissing him on the ice. Pulling him on his lap. Flopping on him outside the bathroom. How could he.
And he wants TO??? - with PEOPLE??? - where they would be SEEN??? - in PUBLIC??? - doing - doing -
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Date: 2017-04-20 01:04 am (UTC)If Victor was expecting English, what he gets is shrapnel calling itself that language: "You just - we - you - you want -"
The word is inflated in this head. It's very suddenly a balloon of itself. Bright red. All four letters, the only thing in the drawn shape that was once his head. It is all the space inside of it. It's screaming it so loud his tongue doesn't even need to whisper the word. Because it is everywhere. He hasn't even gotten to get anywhere near over the kissing. Victor touching him. Victor kissing him on the ice. Pulling him on his lap. Flopping on him outside the bathroom. How could he.
And he wants TO??? - with PEOPLE??? - where they would be SEEN??? - in PUBLIC??? - doing - doing -