[The puzzled look he'd adopted as Victor turned away immediately melts into an answering smile. Cute, he thinks. He can't help but find Victor's enthusiasm for things like this incredibly endearing, though he wouldn't have expected it before Victor showed up in Hasetsu and turned his life upside down.] Okay, let me just...
[Shifting, Yuuri drapes his arm over Victor's waist, hand splayed warmly over his midsection. His forehead rests against Victor's nape.] Comfortable?
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[Shifting, Yuuri drapes his arm over Victor's waist, hand splayed warmly over his midsection. His forehead rests against Victor's nape.] Comfortable?