It doesn't feel like it. It doesn't feel like it's just theirs. Just his. Not inside of him. It was too hollow and too full, and it didn't get better for saying it, and it didn't get better for Victor saying those words. Victor who scoots just a little closer but doesn't touch him any more than that hand on his leg still.
"Whatever it is?" It's barely a whispers the first time. Whatever it is, the world thinks it has, Victor meant. Like there'd even been enough time before Yuri passed out for Yuri to even have a clue, a guess, an idea at whatever it ishe's supposed to have now. Or not have. Or had. He's an idiot. That's all he has. Victor is talking to him like this is absolutely normal, and maybe it is.
Maybe this is normal for Victor. Maybe he was supposed to know this was all part of it. When he finally kissed Victor back. But half was already done, then, wasn't it? From the ice and the sidewalk, and the other half as he slept. Bookends. Covers of a book already shut. Everything already happened, that needed him for it, in the middle, without paying attention, known to pay attention, to everything that would stand out stronger in comparison.
"Whatever it is," Yuri starts again. Then, shakes his head. "You didn't have to help them."
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Date: 2017-05-17 02:17 am (UTC)"Whatever it is?" It's barely a whispers the first time. Whatever it is, the world thinks it has, Victor meant. Like there'd even been enough time before Yuri passed out for Yuri to even have a clue, a guess, an idea at whatever it is he's supposed to have now. Or not have. Or had. He's an idiot. That's all he has. Victor is talking to him like this is absolutely normal, and maybe it is.
Maybe this is normal for Victor. Maybe he was supposed to know this was all part of it. When he finally kissed Victor back. But half was already done, then, wasn't it? From the ice and the sidewalk, and the other half as he slept. Bookends. Covers of a book already shut. Everything already happened, that needed him for it, in the middle, without paying attention, known to pay attention, to everything that would stand out stronger in comparison.
"Whatever it is," Yuri starts again. Then, shakes his head. "You didn't have to help them."
Choose them. Go looking for it. So happily dropping comments and emotes on it all.