[Affection floods through him instantly. How is he supposed to resist smiling back when Victor's looking this happy? So, he doesn't--his own smile is warmer and more open than he's ever allowed it to be before, like he isn't trying to hide from Victor any longer.
Content to stay right where he is at the moment, Yuuri lets his forehead rest against Victor's, occasionally dipping forward to steal another fleeting kiss.]
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Content to stay right where he is at the moment, Yuuri lets his forehead rest against Victor's, occasionally dipping forward to steal another fleeting kiss.]