It takes Yuri a little while to answer, but this silence is one Victor knows and is familiar with and doesn't mind waiting through, the kind where Yuri is working through his thoughts and trying to find the words to express something he may not even fully understand himself.
But he always gets there in the end, and he does now, too, even if what he says is a little surprising –– and that second part ... but he'll circle back to that later. For now, he can at least solidly confirm the first, and maybe put Yuri's mind at ease. Even if it feels a little like
I've been wondering if you secretly want to quit.
Of course I don't ––
I know!
but it can't hurt to say it out loud, can it?
Not for him, either. Even if he hasn't been asking that question, precisely, it's not like he's fully wrapped his head around how much has changed.
(Everything. Everything. The whole world is different, now.) "It's real."
The proof in his hand, warm now against Yuri's, where his thumb is running lightly along Yuri's skin. In how close they are, right now. In the faint buzz of his mouth, that hasn't been kissed in so long. In his rumpled shirt, and the blush on Yuri's cheeks. "When you wake up tomorrow, it'll still be here."
And the day after. And the one after that. And probably the next foreseeable days, because it's been so long and even when Victor had no hope and nothing but anger and wanted to cut it out of himself or forget it, he couldn't. Yuri stuck with him that whole time, and who is he to argue with that?
The idea of no longer loving Yuri is ludicrous.
Besides, there's photographic proof that this is real, if the cameras were quick on the draw and Victor's betting they were. It's hard to argue that something the whole world saw simply doesn't exist.
But that would be logical, and feelings aren't logical, and this has changed everything. He's not the only one who is finding it difficult to adjust, and Yuri ... well, Yuri has even less experience with things of this nature than he does.
Still, if he can prove it in some way, he will. "What can I do that will help?
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But he always gets there in the end, and he does now, too, even if what he says is a little surprising –– and that second part ... but he'll circle back to that later. For now, he can at least solidly confirm the first, and maybe put Yuri's mind at ease. Even if it feels a little like
Of course I don't ––
I know!
but it can't hurt to say it out loud, can it?
Not for him, either. Even if he hasn't been asking that question, precisely, it's not like he's fully wrapped his head around how much has changed.
(Everything. Everything. The whole world is different, now.) "It's real."
The proof in his hand, warm now against Yuri's, where his thumb is running lightly along Yuri's skin. In how close they are, right now. In the faint buzz of his mouth, that hasn't been kissed in so long. In his rumpled shirt, and the blush on Yuri's cheeks. "When you wake up tomorrow, it'll still be here."
And the day after. And the one after that. And probably the next foreseeable days, because it's been so long and even when Victor had no hope and nothing but anger and wanted to cut it out of himself or forget it, he couldn't. Yuri stuck with him that whole time, and who is he to argue with that?
The idea of no longer loving Yuri is ludicrous.
Besides, there's photographic proof that this is real, if the cameras were quick on the draw and Victor's betting they were. It's hard to argue that something the whole world saw simply doesn't exist.
But that would be logical, and feelings aren't logical, and this has changed everything. He's not the only one who is finding it difficult to adjust, and Yuri ... well, Yuri has even less experience with things of this nature than he does.
Still, if he can prove it in some way, he will. "What can I do that will help?