It doesn't seem to help. Yuri keeps not responding and not responding and not responding, and when he looks away and back, Victor's expression has slid more towards rueful than earnest. "I keep doing this wrong."
Which is probably not the best response to Yuri's reminder about ordering dinner, but he's pretty sure Yuri wouldn't be ending this conversation if he'd done the right thing, said the right thing, found, somewhere in himself, the right answer, but he hadn't. Again? Again. He's used to being on the back foot with Yuri, not quite knowing what to do, but when was the last time it seemed like Yuri couldn't talk to him him at all, that wasn't today? Sometimes it seems like their entire relationship is based on Victor skipping ahead by a few pages or a chapter and being surprised when Yuri's still working out the chapter index.
But it's never been so important before, has it? He's never gotten the chance to say things like this before, and have Yuri understand them, but it doesn't look like Yuri does, and he has no other way of proving those fears wrong before morning breaks and nothing has changed.
Well, maybe it doesn't matter. Maybe Yuri doesn't want or need to hear any of it, and Victor should just swallow it all back down again, anyway, like with the earlier you don't have to say anything! still ringing admonishment in his head, so he lifts Yuri's hand to press it against his mouth, and then his chest, with a brief and apologetic smile. "You're right. I'm sorry. I'll call down and I'm sure they'll be quick."
Even if letting go of Yuri's hand to be able to do any of that feels so fundamentally wrong he can count the number of twists in his stomach in protest.
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Which is probably not the best response to Yuri's reminder about ordering dinner, but he's pretty sure Yuri wouldn't be ending this conversation if he'd done the right thing, said the right thing, found, somewhere in himself, the right answer, but he hadn't. Again? Again. He's used to being on the back foot with Yuri, not quite knowing what to do, but when was the last time it seemed like Yuri couldn't talk to him him at all, that wasn't today? Sometimes it seems like their entire relationship is based on Victor skipping ahead by a few pages or a chapter and being surprised when Yuri's still working out the chapter index.
But it's never been so important before, has it? He's never gotten the chance to say things like this before, and have Yuri understand them, but it doesn't look like Yuri does, and he has no other way of proving those fears wrong before morning breaks and nothing has changed.
Well, maybe it doesn't matter. Maybe Yuri doesn't want or need to hear any of it, and Victor should just swallow it all back down again, anyway, like with the earlier you don't have to say anything! still ringing admonishment in his head, so he lifts Yuri's hand to press it against his mouth, and then his chest, with a brief and apologetic smile. "You're right. I'm sorry. I'll call down and I'm sure they'll be quick."
Even if letting go of Yuri's hand to be able to do any of that feels so fundamentally wrong he can count the number of twists in his stomach in protest.