( ah, so he knows he's making Viktor putty in his hands. his eyes light up, breathing in with a happy little gasp before he's burying his head against the side of Yuuri's neck. he's overflowing with happiness for both the use of a name that meant more in his native culture than it ever would to Yuuri, but he loves it so much. his amazing, wonderful Yuuri! )
We decided to leave that up to you, didn't we, Yuuriochka?
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We decided to leave that up to you, didn't we, Yuuriochka?