[It's fond exasperation that steals across his face now, when he catches onto what Viktor's asking for. Ridiculous, he thinks, that this is his life now.]
A reward? [He asks slowly.] I guess I can think of something...
[Before he can change his mind, Yuuri turns just enough in Viktor's hold so tip his face up and give Viktor a very chaste peck on the lips. His face reddens immediately and Yuuri drops his gaze to the floor out of habit--actually, that was a bad idea. With the posters laid out like this, Yuuri's suddenly faced with a whole bunch of Viktors rather than just the one holding him.
Hurriedly, he yanks his gaze away and stares out the window instead. Yes, that's much safer. His ears are still burning, but there probably isn't anything he can do about that right now.]
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A reward? [He asks slowly.] I guess I can think of something...
[Before he can change his mind, Yuuri turns just enough in Viktor's hold so tip his face up and give Viktor a very chaste peck on the lips. His face reddens immediately and Yuuri drops his gaze to the floor out of habit--actually, that was a bad idea. With the posters laid out like this, Yuuri's suddenly faced with a whole bunch of Viktors rather than just the one holding him.
Hurriedly, he yanks his gaze away and stares out the window instead. Yes, that's much safer. His ears are still burning, but there probably isn't anything he can do about that right now.]