[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.]
[Victor waves a hand back and forth to try and deflect the incoming water splashes, chuckling along with Yuuri's cute mood.]
China has everything! All I needed was the idea and to make some phone calls. [and leave it up to Victor to think of all that food, a romantic bath, and a massage before sleep]
[One last flick of water and Yuuri settles back against the tub with a laugh.] It's still a lot... [Even if Victor is sort of playing it off, Yuuri figures it still must have taken a lot of effort to get this all ready in time. He plays around with one of the candles, turning it in place as he glances over at Victor again.]
Victor... [Yuuri worries at his bottom lip for a second.] Can I join you on your side?
Victor is only being playfully cruel, at least. He reaches forward and finds Yuuri's feet, sliding them over to his side. He rests one in his lap and puts both hands on the other, slowly and carefully rubbing his thumbs over the tender skin.]
[Denied??? Before Yuuri can even begin to pout in response, Victor's pulling his foot into his lap and--Oh. The sigh escapes him before he even realizes it, water sloshing against the side of the tub as he leans back again.]
That feels nice. [He murmurs. His toes curl slightly when Victor's thumb finds a sore spot.]
Everybody enjoys a foot massage, but athletes need them especially. [he'd definitely looked up how to give a pleasant foot massage, a while back. The pressure is careful and he keeps Yuuri's foot in the warm water to help sooth the aches he's trying to rub away.]
[Brown eyes warm as he watches Victor, Yuuri shifts sheepishly, making the water ripple.]
I guess I've been neglecting that part. [Aside from applying ointment and bandages whenever the chafing got too bad, that is. He isn't that bad at looking after himself.] I should do it for you sometime, too. You're on the ice almost as much as I am when we're practicing.
Don't fret over me, I'm taking care of you, right now. [the joints on his thumbs press in circles around sensitive areas and the man's toes, paying all the attention he had to Yuuri.]
Doesn't mean I can't plan for later. [His eyes flutter shut as relaxes under Victor's careful touch, only occasionally wincing as his aches are seen to.]
Hmm? [He asks drowsily, without opening his eyes.] What's funny?
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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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China has everything! All I needed was the idea and to make some phone calls. [and leave it up to Victor to think of all that food, a romantic bath, and a massage before sleep]
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Victor... [Yuuri worries at his bottom lip for a second.] Can I join you on your side?
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Victor is only being playfully cruel, at least. He reaches forward and finds Yuuri's feet, sliding them over to his side. He rests one in his lap and puts both hands on the other, slowly and carefully rubbing his thumbs over the tender skin.]
Your feet must be killing you. Allow me.
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That feels nice. [He murmurs. His toes curl slightly when Victor's thumb finds a sore spot.]
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I guess I've been neglecting that part. [Aside from applying ointment and bandages whenever the chafing got too bad, that is. He isn't that bad at looking after himself.] I should do it for you sometime, too. You're on the ice almost as much as I am when we're practicing.
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... this is rather funny, don't you think?
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Hmm? [He asks drowsily, without opening his eyes.] What's funny?
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