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

[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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[Yuuri's eyes widen and he yanks his hand back with impressive speed.]

Sorry! I wasn't thinking. [He stammers, hand curled against his chest. What was he thinking?] I-I'm not usually this... you know. Touchy. With people.

Yuuri, you could lick rice off my face and I wouldn't find it too touchy.

Li-lick--[Yuuri squeaks out, hands flying up to his face like he's slightly scandalized just by the thought. Or a lot scandalized.]

You should really warn me before you say things like that. [Yuuri says to the top of the table, the tips of his ears pinking up. His heart can't take all the suggestive things Victor keeps throwing out so freely!]

Hahaa, warning, warning! [he practically sings it]

I'd let you lick anywhere you wanted, Yuuri.

[A soft, strangled sort of noise escapes him at Victor's teasing, and Yuuri shifts his hands until they cover his face completely.] You're awful. [The way his hands muffle the words don't make them sound any more convincing, when he didn't mean them at all to begin with.

Then, slowly, like he can't help but ask out of curiosity--] ...would you really?

[As much as Victor's forwardness embarrasses him, it intrigues him as well. In Japan, especially in a small town like Hasetsu, a statement so bold would've been shocking. And even in America, Yuuri had never really had this kind of attention directed at him.]

Consider it an open invitation, available anytime you so please. [breezy as ever]

[Yuuri ducks his head again, biting at his bottom lip.] I guess I wouldn't mind, if it's you. [He says, voice barely audible. For him, someone who rarely lets people close, just admitting that is a big deal. He can't deny that he likes having Victor touch him in any way, though.

Letting those words hang between them, Yuuri quickly goes back to eating his food, maybe just a little concerned that Victor's drawing these things out of him so easily.]

[Maybe an attempt to keep "slow" the operative word, Victor won't say more once Yuuri is eating his food. It's also because he doesn't want the man to sputter and choke if he said something scandalous, again. Playing nice, he'll put another spoonful to his mouth and savor it as he watched Yuuri. Changing the subject, he'll curiously ask.]

Mmn, do you ever have, how do I put it..? [he'll lick his lips idly, thinking]

Memories from tasting something? You forget a moment for a while and then a flavor or smell brings it back--?

[Toying with his spoon for a moment, Yuuri purses his lips as he considers the question.]

I think I know what you mean. [He pauses, gaze going unfocused.] I haven't been back in Hasetsu with my family in years. Sometimes, something will just suddenly remind me of it. [Yuuri cocks his head to the side, eyes inquisitive.] Were you reminded of something just now?

Quite the opposite, actually. I was thinking that if I had this taste again, this moment would definitely come to mind. That was a nice thought, to me.

Oh. [Yuuri exhales, eyes widening with surprise. Then, his face lights up with a smile.]

It... it is a nice thought. [Expression soft, he meets Victor's gaze for a second before dropping his gaze back down to the table.] I'll think of you, and all this, whenever I have katsudon from now on, too. [Two of his favorite things together. Though he does still want to prove himself to Victor on the ice, the time he's spent with Victor today has already become incredibly precious to him.]

So, no champagne at our wedding? You might suddenly remember dancing circles around me and call it all off. [just casually going to joke about getting married one day, because goofing on the idea means he definitely hadn't been thinking about it, right? Not, like, at all.]

[Though Yuuri's gut instinct would be to reject anything alcoholic immediately, he pauses.] I never want to get that drunk again... but I wouldn't mind remembering dancing with you at the banquet. [The memories of stripping and pole dancing with Chris, though, he could do without, if only to keep himself from spontaneously combusting from embarrassment. Even if Victor had enjoyed watching him, it doesn't negate the fact that a bunch of other skaters, sponsors, and ISU officials had also seen him.

Abruptly, his thoughts screech to a halt. Wait. Wedding? How can Victor just throw that out so casually--oh. Right. He's just joking.]

I-it wouldn't be champagne anyway. It'd be sake. [There's still a slight stutter, despite Yuuri's best efforts to calm his racing heart and try for a casual, teasing tone as well.] My parents would be disappointed, and Minako-sensei would hunt me down if I got married anywhere but Hasetsu.

Hasetsu it is. [a cute wink, no hesitation to joke about their hypothetical wedding.]

I get wild on sake, you'll have to watch out.

You could try to give my dad and Minako-sensei a run for their money. [A faint flicker of a smile as he thinks of the people back in Hasetsu.] I inherited my dad's drinking genes and Minako-sensei... she's just a heavyweight drinker.

[This is a dangerous line he's toeing here, playing along with Victor's joke. Even though they've only spent the day together, it's all too easy to see how he might want everything they're describing sometime in the future. Sometime soon, if he's honest. Somehow, this Victor--far more within reach than the idol he'd placed on a pedestal before--is a little too easy to fall in love with, quirks and all.]

I'm not a heavy weight, but I can't wait to meet them! [he laughs at his own dumb pun]

You're really close to your family, aren't you?

[The silly pun draws a surprised huff of amusement from him. But the smile fades into a contemplative, tiny frown after a moment.]

Ah... I guess you could say that. I haven't been home to see them in years. [That might be a quick flash of guilt in his eyes.] We've done video chats, but it's not the same.

So it'll be extra surprising when you show back up with me on your arm, won't it? [Victor keeps it light, chuckling at the idea. He likes to be surprising, after all]

[There's a flicker of a smile this time, Victor managing to pull him out of the cycle of unhappy thoughts.]

Surprising doesn't even cover it. [After a beat, Yuuri chuckles, too.] Yuuko, Nishigori, and their kids would freak out if you showed up in Hasetsu with me. They all actually follow skating, unlike my family.

I always love to meet fans! [he laughs, knowing it's going to seem odd of them both, but definitely not giving a damn. He wasn't going to let what anybody might say get in the way of his feelings.]

Though falling in love with one is a first.

[It's not anything different from what Victor's been telling him already, and yet Yuuri still feels the blush spread across his face and neck, even as he ducks his head with a smile.]

Well...even if my family doesn't follow skating, they probably feel like they know you anyway. After...after seeing all the posters in my room. [Yuuri stammers a little. It's not something he imagined he would ever be saying to Victor himself to tease him.]

You have posters of me! [it's exclaimed with a laugh, before he huffs with playful indigence]

I want posters of you, I'll have to go on eBay, now.

You already know I'm a fan. H-having posters is pretty normal. [He should not be so easily embarrassed after what had happened during the pole dancing lesson, and yet!! Also, he's just casually not going to mention how many posters he actually has pinned up on his walls.]

E-ehhh? [Victor... buying posters of him. Yuuri just can't wrap his mind around it. He waves his hands in front of him frantically, as if that would actually do anything to stop Victor once his mind's made up.] Ah, you probably won't find much online anyway!

I think it's very cute! I'm not even sure what my posters look like, I've had so many deals over the years from photo shoots. [he'd be so honestly curious to see which were floating around out there, which made it to Yuuri over his nearly ten year career in skating. He puts another bite in his mouth as he grabs his phone, going to pull up eBay literally this exact second]

I don't know, you're bound to have a few out there! Let's see-- Yuuri Katsuki... [you can't stop him now]

[Yuuri looks torn--on one hand, he doesn't want Victor to see the extent of his collection. On the other, he could help assuage Victor's curiosity.

Then, he's distracted again, watching with a certain amount of horror as Victor begins his search for Yuuri posters.]

...did you find anything? [Yuuri presses his hands over his mouth, uncertain if he wants to know the answer or not.]

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