That gasp is the most perfect sound he's ever heard, soft and burning and surprised, and all he wants is to hear it again and again, until it's the only thing in his mind. The first a pleasant surprise, the second a smug triumph, as Yuri's head tips back and his arms tighten, laughing at him, breathless and amused, although Victor shakes his head at the words that come out.
"I've been insulted."
Just because he doesn't show it, or lets it roll off his back more often than not, doesn't mean they don't, on occasion, land and sting. He's even been insulted by Yuri –– by Yuri's silence, by his detachment, by his fickleness –– even if he's forgiven it all now, forgiven it long ago.
(But that man thinks only of himself, and it makes me sick to see you play pretend-coach, and still playing at being a coach? stick like burrs and worry at him, annoying him out of nowhere.
Yakov, especially. He's been with Yakov for years, thinks of him almost as a father, and Yakov has yelled and threatened as long as Victor's known him, but this –– this ––)
Mouth twisting, even against Yuri's skin, before he pushes up with a smile that's not quite as bright as it had been, a little wry for all its steadiness. "But not right now. You found me out."
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Date: 2017-05-09 12:10 am (UTC)"I've been insulted."
Just because he doesn't show it, or lets it roll off his back more often than not, doesn't mean they don't, on occasion, land and sting. He's even been insulted by Yuri –– by Yuri's silence, by his detachment, by his fickleness –– even if he's forgiven it all now, forgiven it long ago.
(But that man thinks only of himself, and it makes me sick to see you play pretend-coach, and still playing at being a coach? stick like burrs and worry at him, annoying him out of nowhere.
Yakov, especially. He's been with Yakov for years, thinks of him almost as a father, and Yakov has yelled and threatened as long as Victor's known him, but this –– this ––)
Mouth twisting, even against Yuri's skin, before he pushes up with a smile that's not quite as bright as it had been, a little wry for all its steadiness. "But not right now. You found me out."