Took a wrong turn somewhere (or is it right?)

[yokunaru]

[When Yuuri wakes up, he's greeted with a pounding headache, the likes of which he's never had before. Opening his eyes gets him an eyeful of cheerful sunlight that sends him whimpering back under the covers. He tries again a few minutes later, just managing to swing his legs over the side of the bed, wincing the whole time.

He freezes when he finally gets a good look at the room. This is...not his hotel room.

The shock is enough to temporarily push back the discomfort and make him jump to his feet. What happened? Where am I? he wonders, when he comes up empty handed after a quick search of the room for his belongings. One hand running through his hair as his panic steadily rises, Yuuri finally starts toward the door, intent on finding answers.]

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[wauuu]

Well, that's easy! When I come to visit you, they won't think it too strange.

Though, maybe it will be, if they know you've been a fan.

[yokunaru]

[The silence on Yuuri's end is a big giveaway on its own.]

They... definitely know about that, too.

[wauuu]

They'll probably be impressed! Here you managed to snag your idol as your first boyfriend. [At least Victor thinks this is all very fun and cute]

[yokunaru]

[Yuuri laughs, finally, still amazed that Victor doesn't think any of this is weird. He turns toward Victor now, shaking his head.]

It's not impressive--just... lucky, I think. [Lucky that he'd somehow caught Victor's eye at all.] They knew I was hoping to meet you at the Grand Prix Final, except no one imagined it would turn out this way.

[wauuu]

Luck sounds so pointless. Fated is nicer, I think. More romantic! [Victor's smile is so warm to meet Yuuri's, glad the man wasn't hiding in on himself at every turn.]

Whichever, I'm pleased it happened.

[yokunaru]

Fated... [That implies that they were meant to meet, and not just in the way of competitors on the same ice.

Yuuri's lips curl up into a smile.]

I like that, too. It makes me think that, even if I stayed here because of bad circumstances, things turned out for the better.

[wauuu]

Fated sounds like a Disney movie! Lucky makes me think of a gambling bet in Las Vegas. [Victor laughs]

Though maybe the latter also works. What with all the poledancing that's happened..

[yokunaru]

[Yuuri laughs along with him.] Why not a mix of the two? [Now that Victor's poledanced along with him, Yuuri doesn't feel as much embarrassment or need to hide his face.]

Besides, Disney movies usually have happy endings... [He trails off, trying not to look too hopeful. Would it be too presumptuous to want things to work out between them so soon already? This is so out of his usual comfort zone, Yuuri doesn't even know what he should expect anymore.]

[wauuu]

[oh no, Yuuri, you set it up and he can't resist]

We'll have plenty opportunities for happy endings. [zing!]

[yokunaru]

[At first, there's only puzzlement on his face, his eyes narrowed at Victor in his confusion. There's nothing wrong with the sentence itself, but something about the way Victor had said it makes Yuuri think he's missed something. It takes him another second, but it finally clicks.

He gasps, like he's scandalized.] Victor. You--you know what I meant!

[But he's laughing a moment later, so maybe not that scandalized.]

[wauuu]

That took you a while! [he'll just be laughing louder, whoops, Yuuri's innocence making another cute appearance.]

[yokunaru]

Hey, I got it in the end. [Yuuri protests, though without any real heat. Though he'd picked up a few things from the internet along the way, Yuuri knows that he'd be a lot less familiar with these things if it weren't for Phichit and his sister teasing him.

Feigning annoyance, Yuuri reaches over and gives Victor's chest a pointed jab.] I'm not sure if I should be cooking for you if you're just going to laugh at me.

[wauuu]

Ooh, my apologies, honey. [nothing will ever stop him from laughing at you, Yuuri.....]

[yokunaru]

["Honey". The endearment makes Yuuri pink up, eyes widening for a brief moment, though he doesn't drop the annoyed expression.]

Hmm that didn't sound very sincere. I'm not sure if I believe you. [Joking around with Victor like this gives him a surge of confidence. Yuuri raises his brows expectantly, even as he lets his hand rest on Victor's chest instead of poking him again.]

[wauuu]

Now, now, Yuuri, [Victor will reach forward and put both hands to Yuuri's shoulders, rubbing them gently with his thumbs] in Russia, many people say honey is a cure for any illness.

[yokunaru]

Not that. [It's as close as he'll get to admitting that he actually likes the endearment.]

The apology. You didn't seem like you meant it at all. [There's a flash of something almost coy in his expression this time.] I think you need to make it up to me somehow.

[wauuu]

Ooh, [Victor coos, easily following along with Yuuri's little tease. His hand extends and run along the bottom side of Yuuri's chin, a gentle brush of finger pads over soft skin. He wants to nudge Yuuri's vision up to meet his, winter blue eyes lidded.]

How should I do that?

[yokunaru]

[His lashes flutter as the light touch, but he meets Victor's gaze with determination. A brief second's spared for the now abandoned dinner prep, but Yuuri figures they can always get back to that later anyway.]

I'm sure you can think of something. [Yuuri says softly, though he does lift his chin just so, giving Victor a hint.]

[wauuu]

Well, I'd offer you a massage, but I think we'd end up carried away, again. [more teasing, always teasing. Victor will lean in and ghost his lips close to Yuuri's, not quite touching for a long moment before a slow, soft kiss. He lets it linger, before pulling away]

Is that better?

[yokunaru]

[Yuuri tries and fails at keeping the guilty look off his face. He can't even deny it because it's true. They would just get carried away again, judging by how the pole dancing lesson went. Thankfully, there's a kiss to distract him. Caught up in it, Yuuri even finds himself drifting forward just so, chasing after those lips when they pull away.]

Hmm. [He says, as if he needs to think about it. On the one hand, he's going way out of his comfort zone with all this teasing and physical affection. On the other...he does like being kissed a lot.] I don't know. You might have to convince me some more.

[wauuu]

How about... [he'll break the thought with another quick kiss, lingering close, fingers still dancing along Yuuri's chin]

I feed you some of that dinner you're making?

[yokunaru]

[He leans into Victor's touch with a soft sigh, letting himself be swayed.]

I think you've got a deal. [His eyes flick up to meet Victor's for a moment, before he leans in again, hopefully. One more kiss before he goes back to cooking?]

[wauuu]

[he'll seal that deal with a kiss, yes, smiling to return Yuuri's playful sentiment. He's going to be curiously, if silently watching the man work, not wanting to distract him again. Victor's quite hungry by now! And looking forward to tasting authentic japanese food, he didn't get to try enough when he visited Japan last.]

[yokunaru]

[Lips still tingling from the kisses, Yuuri turns his attention back to the counter with a helpless sort of smile. With a jolt, he realizes he's actually happy. Not all of his worries have been swept away, not even close, but he'd be lying if he said Victor wasn't pulling him out of his emotional slump a lot faster than he would've thought possible.

Motivated by his desire to put another smile on Victor's face, Yuuri focuses on preparing the ingredients and then quickly putting the dish together. Luckily for him, he's had a decent amount of practice making katsudon on his own, and the recipe comes easily to him.]

Almost done. [Yuuri tells him a while later, eyes bright as he's scooping the rice into two bowls.] I hope you're hungry.

[wauuu]

Starving! It smells so good! [Victor had been hovering around, grabbing things for Yuuri if he needed them, but mostly just watching curiously.]

I don't think I own any chopsticks, is it a crime to eat these with a fork?