Victor is shocked. Shocked. "I wasn't pushing you off the bed!" All indignance, except for how it lacks any fire or snap, is just a melting wounded reproach.
(Maybe he was. But it certainly wasn't on purpose, that would have been a waste.)
It probably loses a little credibility with with arms still around Yuri and his hand on Yuri's bare back and his face buried in the crook of Yuri's neck, too, but he doesn't care. It's finally starting to feel like Yuri's relaxing, and it's starting to feel like Yuri's remembering that Victor is just Victor, still, someone Yuri knows and trusts, and that means he's happy to keep going, keep egging, keep coaxing Yuri out, make him laugh, make him tease. Pull out that affectionate exasperation that Victor has started to crave in a way that's probably not usual, is it? Is this what love is, is this how people act? "I just think you should lie down and be more comfortable."
Ice his hip. Relax. Let the day start seeping out of his muscles and joints. Even if those bruises and achy bones will feel better tomorrow, resting them tonight will help.
And, selfishly –– because they've determined, both pointed out that he's selfish, and he'll admit it –– because he loves this, wrapped around Yuri, with Yuri's hand in his hair and Yuri's laugh in his ears, but it could be better, still. Go from perfect to more so.
As long as Yuri doesn't freeze up again.
(But if he does, it's alright, they can ease their way out of it.)
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Date: 2017-05-01 01:32 am (UTC)(Maybe he was. But it certainly wasn't on purpose, that would have been a waste.)
It probably loses a little credibility with with arms still around Yuri and his hand on Yuri's bare back and his face buried in the crook of Yuri's neck, too, but he doesn't care. It's finally starting to feel like Yuri's relaxing, and it's starting to feel like Yuri's remembering that Victor is just Victor, still, someone Yuri knows and trusts, and that means he's happy to keep going, keep egging, keep coaxing Yuri out, make him laugh, make him tease. Pull out that affectionate exasperation that Victor has started to crave in a way that's probably not usual, is it? Is this what love is, is this how people act? "I just think you should lie down and be more comfortable."
Ice his hip. Relax. Let the day start seeping out of his muscles and joints. Even if those bruises and achy bones will feel better tomorrow, resting them tonight will help.
And, selfishly –– because they've determined, both pointed out that he's selfish, and he'll admit it –– because he loves this, wrapped around Yuri, with Yuri's hand in his hair and Yuri's laugh in his ears, but it could be better, still. Go from perfect to more so.
As long as Yuri doesn't freeze up again.
(But if he does, it's alright, they can ease their way out of it.)