( there goes the alcohol, and Viktor can't bring himself to object, considering Makkachin is dancing around his legs, sniffing and whuffing. Viktor kneels, bringing Makkachin and the puppy face to face. leaning in, Makkachin gives the puppy a sniff, nuzzling and then jerking back as the puppy barks and squirms in Viktor's arms, attempting to lick Makkachin's face... and bite down on the fur of his muzzle.
Viktor laughs, standing up and striding into the apartment. )
I missed you too, Yuuri.
( he knows Yuuri meant Makkachin, but that's not the point. the point is he gets to tease in equal turn, and he does so with abandon. )
Where should we have her for now? Is the kitchen puppy-safe?
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Viktor laughs, standing up and striding into the apartment. )
I missed you too, Yuuri.
( he knows Yuuri meant Makkachin, but that's not the point. the point is he gets to tease in equal turn, and he does so with abandon. )
Where should we have her for now? Is the kitchen puppy-safe?