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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[yokunaru]

[After a quick wash, like he'd said, Yuuri pads quietly downstairs, dressed in a shirt and sweatpants that are slightly too big for him. He tugs at the bottom of the shirt self-consciously when he spots Victor there.]

I'll stop borrowing your clothes, I promise. I'll make sure I do the laundry tonight.

[While his jacket and a couple other pieces of outer wear were fine, Yuuri knew he'd prefer to wash the rest of them after they'd been carelessly strewn around the hotel room floor.]

[wauuu]

[To the contrary of Yuuri's self consciousness, Victor adores seeing the man walking around in his clothes. They're not all that baggy on him, they were both lean built, but they're too long. How they hang down loosely and bunch up at the man's ankles is precious]

You're free to, but don't fret over it. I think you're very cute in my clothes.

[yokunaru]

Oh. [Somehow he looks both pleased and embarrassed at the same time, still not at all used to the compliments that slip from Victor's lips so easily. Some of his earlier hesitance has returned, brought about by uncertainty over what happened during the poledancing lesson.

Yuuri wets his lips nervously, hands twisting together as he tries to force the words out.]

Victor, about earlier....

[wauuu]

[Victor smiles softly at the mention of earlier, he'd much rather Yuuri bring it up than stew on it, if he had something to express over it.]

Good, bad, or still unsure?

[yokunaru]

It was good. [His eyes meet Victor's for a moment before dropping back down to the floor bashfully.]

It's just, we've only really talked today. It was a little too fast at the end. [Managing to look up again, Yuuri watches Victor's reaction carefully.] Can we...stick to just kissing for now?

[wauuu]

[the "good" is a relief, and Victor doesn't react beyond an understanding smile, he gets it. Swept away by the spike in passion, not something they should rush back to.]

I would like that! You're a very good kisser, quite the natural.

[yokunaru]

Really? [Some knot of tension in him relaxes--he hadn't even known it was there until now. His lips kick up into a smile again, now that he knows Victor isn't upset at his admittedly mixed signals.] I, um. I really liked kissing you, too.

[Makkachin chooses that moment to pad over and nose at his knee. Yuuri kneels down and gratefully buries his blushing face into the curly fur as he hugs the poodle. Ahhhhh. It's hard to believe he's having this conversation when he'd been so inexperienced in anything romance and sex just this morning. The reprieve only lasts for a second or two, a clock's chiming making him look up.] Oh, it's already that late?

[wauuu]

[Knowing full well he was pushing boundaries, Victor isn't going to complain about reeling it back. There's a level of investment he's feeling in Yuuri that's.... uncommon for him, but he already expressed that outright. Not some hookup, but an honest crush he wanted to explore romantically. Making certain Yuuri wants the same thing he does is uttermost priority.

Also, he'd do nearly anything to see that wide brim smile on the man's face.]

Dinner time, nearly. We should make something. [snowed in and all, not going to be able to order take out...]

[yokunaru]

Ah, I did promise I'd cook you some Japanese dishes earlier.

[Yuuri ruffles the fur around Makkachin's neck again before standing back up and stretching. It takes him a second to remember which way the kitchen is.]

You really don't care what I decide to cook first? Last chance to pick something!

[wauuu]

Anything you like, I want to try! [Aw yiss, Victor is so on board for being snowed in with new food to try and a beautiful man to make it for him]

[yokunaru]

I... We have the ingredients to make my favorite dish.

[There's a pause before he smiles at Victor sweetly.] Let's go with that. I want to share that with you.

[wauuu]

I can't wait! Just ask if you need something you can't find. [Victor will grin, going to open the cabinet with the pots and pans, so Yuuri can find whatever he might need. Other than that, he's just curiously milling around, trying not to be in the way, but wanting to watch.]

Is this a family recipe?

[yokunaru]

Yeah, I learned it from my mom. It's called katsudon. [Yuuri replies in the absent minded way of someone who's trying to split his attention between several things at once. He goes on tip toes to pull a couple of pans out of the cabinet. Setting those aside on the counter, Yuuri throws a smile at Victor over his shoulder.]

I still think hers taste way better than any I've made so far. Maybe because I grew up eating her cooking. [There's a moment of shy hesitation.] Um, mine tastes decent, but you should try my mom's if you're in Japan...

[Is he trying to invite Victor to the family onsen in a very roundabout way? Yes...yes, he is. He isn't sure where this thing of theirs is going to go, but Yuuri would like to think it could end up lasting for some time. So he hopes.]

[wauuu]

[Victor leans his butt against the cabinet counter, looking to one side to watch Yuuri. His legs at out at an angle, weight on his heels and arms crossed. Like a puppy that couldn't quite hear, his head tilts with a perked up expression]

Ooh, am I invited to stay with you, sometime? That sounds divine!

[yokunaru]

Yes, if you'd like to. [Yuuri says faintly, clutching one of the pans in front of him like a shield before he realizes what he's doing.

Quickly, he sets it down on the counter with the rest of the things he'll pulled out.]

I think my parents would really like to meet you. [Yuuri looks up from where he's pulling out the bag of rice they'd purchased earlier.] I mean, we're... d-dating now, and you've really been looking out for me since the banquet.

[wauuu]

Ever taken a boyfriend home, Yuuri?

[yokunaru]

[He pauses in the middle of measuring the grains out, hiding his face when he ducks his head slightly.]

Um. I haven't taken anyone home before.

[Is that too pathetic? It's one thing to lack sexual experience, and another to have no experience in dating whatsoever...]

[wauuu]

Oh, do your parents know you're gay? [are you gay, Yuuri, he just assumed until now.....]

[yokunaru]

[While he's never broached the subject with them... in a flash of self-awareness, Yuuri realizes that they might have drawn a conclusion on their own. It'd be hard to miss the way he'd plastered his room's walls with posters of Viktor, after all.

He coughs.] I... I haven't said anything to them, but I think they might have guessed.

[wauuu]

Hahaa! I don't think I've ever had to properly come out, either. People have always assumed, with me.

[yokunaru]

I know. [He says without thinking, remembering the many articles that had speculated the very fact. Not to mention the sex tape that had leaked ages ago--which, oh god, he really shouldn't be thinking about at all when Victor is standing right there.

His ears redden as he hastily busies himself with the preparations again.]

A-anyway! The point is, they wouldn't be surprised.

[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.