[With those words, Yuuri lights up and, predictably, goes for the katsudon first. Instead of simply eating straight out of the bowl, though, Yuuri deftly uses his chopsticks to split its contents, moving half into a spare bowl for himself and leaving the rest for Victor. He's not the only one who likes the dish here, after all.
Yuuri smiles at Victor as he pushes the remaining half toward him.] We can split it since you only got one.
[There's a stubborn set to Yuuri's jaw, the very same that he has whenever he insists on practicing longer even if Victor says they're done for the day.]
Like you said, there's plenty of food here. [And he does want to sample the Chinese dishes while they're here.] I want to share it with you.
[...it also helps that this isn't his mother's cooking. He'd probably have a harder time giving that up.]
Well, [I want to keep winning and keep eating katsudon with you, Victor" .... he'll reach and take the remaining katsudon, shuffling it onto a plate to pick up a strip of meat with his chopsticks.
[Yuuri offers him a small, lopsided sort of smile once the flash of surprise is one.] You want to feed me?
[...he's not complaining though. Victor's being extremely attentive right now, and it's...nice. Not wanting to let his own racing thoughts ruin this, Yuuri leans forward and takes a bite of the katsu.]
[Victor nods at the question, presenting the katsu for Yuuri, not making the man lean far to have it. There's a simple intimacy to feeding someone, Victor smiles the whole time, watching Yuuri fondly]
[Yuuri makes a show of considering it as he chews the food and swallows. To no one's surprise, he decides that it's not as good as his mom's.] Pretty good, though.
[Running a critical eye over the other dishes on the table, Yuuri feels the impulsive desire to reciprocate. He selects one of the small dumplings from its dish and holds it out to Victor, like Victor had done for him just moments ago.] I've seen Guang-Hong post pictures of these before. What do you think?
[Victor will lean in, blowing some steam from the dumpling before opening his mouth for it. He'll catch it between his teeth, breaking it open to eat. He makes a loud MMMM noise, not wanting to exclaim like usual with his mouth full]
Very good, very good! Dig in, Yuuri, you must be starved.
[He doesn't have to be told again. Deciding he'll save the dumplings for later, Yuuri attacks the katsudon with gusto. He's a little more awake now, and the exhaustion and hunger from the day are starting to catch up.
As they're eating, Yuuri's phone pings with a new message. He swallows the mouthful of rice and egg before picking it up and swiping at the screen.]
Ah, it's Phichit. He wants to set up some group thing for tomorrow. [He tilts his head and regards Victor from across the table.] Do you feel like going?
We should, if you're rested enough by then! You two deserve to celebrate your wins together. [Victor could reminisce on and on about celebrations with Chris, after their shared wins. Some of the best times of his life, those crazy nights.]
[The comment's a little strange to him--shouldn't Yuuri be the one keeping Victor from getting too wild?--but Yuuri just shrugs.] I don't think you'll have to worry about that.
[He types out a quick response ("We'll be there!") before firmly silencing his phone and shooting Victor a soft, hopeful smile.]
That's for tomorrow. It can be just us for the rest of today.
I want you to have a full meal, then I'm going to draw you a bath to soak in, and then you're into bed for a massage and sleep. Is that too much? [he doesn't want to dote on Yuuri to the point of making him uncomfortable, that definitely ruined the whole point, but he did want to make up for his... really very selfish behavior.]
[Too much? Yuuri honestly has no idea, even if he's looking a little overwhelmed. He ducks his head, smiling.]
I don't know. I've never really had anyone do stuff for me like this before. A bath sounds nice, though... [Yuuri peeks up at Victor this time, a hint of nerves showing. It's been a while since that time he'd asked for help unlocking his Eros, but Victor did just kiss him on live TV, essentially. Surely that means he's still interested?] Are you... going to join me?
[Yuuri nods eagerly--maybe a little too eagerly, he realizes a second later, though he can't really bring himself to care at the moment. Even if Victor's been free with his touches, they haven't been as close as Yuuri's wanted.]
Of course I would, so eat up. [Victor will continue to eat himself, giving a few pleased coos of "vkusno, vkusno!" as they try different things together. When Yuuri is slowing down, Victor will finish up quicker and excuse himself to the bathroom. He'll start running the bath, with a little flare because he's.... just so damn extra.
When Yuuri has had his fill and wanders toward the bathroom, it smells divine. Victor is lighting lavender and cinnamon candles, lining the edge of the bath with them quite whimsically. The large tub for two is steaming and cutely bubbly.]
[Yuuri stops in the doorway, wide-eyed as he takes all this in.] Um, wow. You really weren't kidding about spoiling me.
And no promises about falling asleep. [Inhaling the mix of lavender and cinnamon as he shuffles closer, Yuuri feels himself relaxing already. He waits until Victor's lit the last candle before leaning in to press a soft kiss to Victor's lips, finally giving into the urge. Then he presses his face into Victor's neck with a soft sigh.] Thank you. For all of this.
[the kiss is returned, shortly, before Yuuri escapes to snuggle into his nape. Arms will reach around Yuuri to embrace him, loose without being dispassionate.]
You're welcome and you earned it. [his hands will slide down to the hem of Yuuri's shirt, fingers hooking there to begin pulling clothes off the man. It's not a fevered kind of undressing, it's really very gentle and caring. Yuuri gets a kiss to the forehead]
[It's ridiculous how a simple kiss can send his heart pounding, but then again--it's Victor. And Yuuri's never really felt so strongly for anyone else before.]
It's... nice. [Yuuri stands there with an open, trusting look on his face as he lets Victor undress him. Come to think of it, he's never really doted on anyone like this, either, having kept himself so closed off for most of his life. Would Victor let Yuuri do this for him in the future? he wonders.]
Go on, I'll join you in a moment. [he'll nudge the now naked Yuuri along, helping him settle gently into the bath. The water rises nicely around him, it would fill to the brim, maybe spill some bubbles, once Victor joined. He'll waste little time to slide his own clothes off, giving Yuuri as good a look as ever at his naked form. He crawls up, nearly getting in before giving an "ah!" and retreating, switching the lights off. The candles flicker nicely for more intimate lighting.
Then Victor will get onto the edge, opposite end from Yuuri, looking across to him. He's surrounded by the candles, dipping his feet down. Nice an hot, good...]
Comfortable? [he couldn't very well recreate the onsen, so he decided something more romantic and personal was best]
[The hot bath seems to pull the aches right out of his body, and Yuuri sinks in with a happy sigh until the water's up to his chin. After the day he's had, this feels amazing.]
Very. [Yuuri smiles, eyes lingering on Victor as he appreciates how he looks in the soft light of the candles. Though Victor's never been shy about his body while using the onsen, it feels different seeing him like this when it's just the two of them.]
Good, good, here I come! [Victor will slide into the water, sending a wave of bubbles toward Yuuri with a chuckle. His legs settle around Yuuri's in a wide open stance, Victor relaxing quickly with a playful grin.]
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Yuuri smiles at Victor as he pushes the remaining half toward him.] We can split it since you only got one.
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You have it all, Yuuri! It's your reward, not mine. There's plenty here for me.
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Like you said, there's plenty of food here. [And he does want to sample the Chinese dishes while they're here.] I want to share it with you.
[...it also helps that this isn't his mother's cooking. He'd probably have a harder time giving that up.]
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Then he'll offer it to Yuuri to eat]
... let me do the honors.
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[...he's not complaining though. Victor's being extremely attentive right now, and it's...nice. Not wanting to let his own racing thoughts ruin this, Yuuri leans forward and takes a bite of the katsu.]
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Any good?
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[Running a critical eye over the other dishes on the table, Yuuri feels the impulsive desire to reciprocate. He selects one of the small dumplings from its dish and holds it out to Victor, like Victor had done for him just moments ago.] I've seen Guang-Hong post pictures of these before. What do you think?
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Very good, very good! Dig in, Yuuri, you must be starved.
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As they're eating, Yuuri's phone pings with a new message. He swallows the mouthful of rice and egg before picking it up and swiping at the screen.]
Ah, it's Phichit. He wants to set up some group thing for tomorrow. [He tilts his head and regards Victor from across the table.] Do you feel like going?
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I'll keep you from getting too wild, promise.
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[He types out a quick response ("We'll be there!") before firmly silencing his phone and shooting Victor a soft, hopeful smile.]
That's for tomorrow. It can be just us for the rest of today.
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There's... more? [He looks bewildered, as a man who hasn't ever really been spoiled by a lover would.] You already got all this food, though...
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I don't know. I've never really had anyone do stuff for me like this before. A bath sounds nice, though... [Yuuri peeks up at Victor this time, a hint of nerves showing. It's been a while since that time he'd asked for help unlocking his Eros, but Victor did just kiss him on live TV, essentially. Surely that means he's still interested?] Are you... going to join me?
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The bath does fit two. So, yes, if you'd like.
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Yes. If you'd like it, too.
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When Yuuri has had his fill and wanders toward the bathroom, it smells divine. Victor is lighting lavender and cinnamon candles, lining the edge of the bath with them quite whimsically. The large tub for two is steaming and cutely bubbly.]
Don't fall asleep in here, okay?
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And no promises about falling asleep. [Inhaling the mix of lavender and cinnamon as he shuffles closer, Yuuri feels himself relaxing already. He waits until Victor's lit the last candle before leaning in to press a soft kiss to Victor's lips, finally giving into the urge. Then he presses his face into Victor's neck with a soft sigh.] Thank you. For all of this.
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You're welcome and you earned it. [his hands will slide down to the hem of Yuuri's shirt, fingers hooking there to begin pulling clothes off the man. It's not a fevered kind of undressing, it's really very gentle and caring. Yuuri gets a kiss to the forehead]
I enjoy doting on you, Yuuri.
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It's... nice. [Yuuri stands there with an open, trusting look on his face as he lets Victor undress him. Come to think of it, he's never really doted on anyone like this, either, having kept himself so closed off for most of his life. Would Victor let Yuuri do this for him in the future? he wonders.]
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Then Victor will get onto the edge, opposite end from Yuuri, looking across to him. He's surrounded by the candles, dipping his feet down. Nice an hot, good...]
Comfortable? [he couldn't very well recreate the onsen, so he decided something more romantic and personal was best]
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Very. [Yuuri smiles, eyes lingering on Victor as he appreciates how he looks in the soft light of the candles. Though Victor's never been shy about his body while using the onsen, it feels different seeing him like this when it's just the two of them.]
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Ooh, that is nice.
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I'm kind of impressed. Ordering food is one thing--how did you find all of this in that short amount of time?
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