(Sometimes Victor thinks his entire life has come down to blinking at Yuri. How could one, small, shy Japanese skater surprise him so much and so often?)
Blinking, and listening, and trying to put the ends of the sentences Yuri isn't finishing together, along with this look of frustration and the way he pulls his hand out of Victor's, which should be a sign that Victor was right and the answer is no, but somehow doesn't feel that way.
Not with that isn't the point, with which Victor would beg to disagree, he consider it to be the main point, perhaps the only point. Not with you're ... you, which makes even less sense.
But there's that I never again, but this time there's that last word after it, and there's a brief silence as Victor's hand floats, empty, in the space between them, and he can almost hear in the silence of the room the copper clink of the penny dropping.
"Yuri..."
It's not that he's surprised. Or, well, he is. But. He should have thought of it. Nearly had, a few moments ago, without putting much weight behind the thought, but he hadn't thought –– not never ––
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Date: 2017-04-13 06:12 pm (UTC)(Sometimes Victor thinks his entire life has come down to blinking at Yuri. How could one, small, shy Japanese skater surprise him so much and so often?)
Blinking, and listening, and trying to put the ends of the sentences Yuri isn't finishing together, along with this look of frustration and the way he pulls his hand out of Victor's, which should be a sign that Victor was right and the answer is no, but somehow doesn't feel that way.
Not with that isn't the point, with which Victor would beg to disagree, he consider it to be the main point, perhaps the only point. Not with you're ... you, which makes even less sense.
But there's that I never again, but this time there's that last word after it, and there's a brief silence as Victor's hand floats, empty, in the space between them, and he can almost hear in the silence of the room the copper clink of the penny dropping.
"Yuri..."
It's not that he's surprised. Or, well, he is. But. He should have thought of it. Nearly had, a few moments ago, without putting much weight behind the thought, but he hadn't thought –– not never ––
"Was that your first kiss?"