Come on and take my breath away

[yokunaru]

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[wauuu]

I don't have to, but I want to. Simple as that. [dripping with sincerity]

[yokunaru]

[For a moment, all he can do is watch Victor, wide eyed. Then, his lips curl into a warm smile.]

Okay. [Yuuri's hand brushes against Victor's shyly.] But you have to tell me when you want something, too.

[wauuu]

I want you to win a gold medal!

[yokunaru]

[Yuuri shakes his head--as well as he can while curled up on his side, at least.] I already know you want me to win the Grand Prix Final.

I mean... anything else.

[wauuu]

[Victor will turn over at that, difficult to tell right away if he's pouting or not. It's pretty clear what he wants once he scoots back against Yuuri's front, grinning over his shoulder.]

I would like to be little spoon, then!

[yokunaru]

[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?

[wauuu]

Oh, wait, wait-- [he'll grab a sheet and draw it over them, nothing too heavy since their bodies would warm up quick so close. Victor's quick to snuggle into Yuuri's hold, leaning back against the man's chest comfortably.]

There. Perfect.

[yokunaru]

[Yuuri waits until Victor's done arranging the sheets over them before he makes himself comfortable again.]

Perfect. [He agrees, settling down with a sigh. The bed is comfortable, and with the blanket keeping them warm, Yuuri feels himself getting a little drowsy. It couldn't hurt to stay here with Victor like thi for a while--and Mari would probably call them when dinner was ready. He noses at the back of Victor's neck as he starts to drift off. ]