[It's an undignified yelp escapes him when Viktor suddenly speaks up from behind him, and some of the posters flutter back onto the floor as they slip out of his arms. Whyyyy did things have to turn out like this? Has he accumulated some bad karma along the way without even knowing it???
His whole face is red when he turns around to face him.]
You don't have to see them. I'm--I'm putting them away again.
( Viktor takes this opportunity to slide right up behind Yuuri and circle his arms around his waist, hauling him back into a hug while his chin rests over Yuuri's shoulder. )
Do you have to? I'll have to find them all over again to sign them if you do that.
[He's still just a little tense, but he's not pulling away from Viktor's embrace either. Yuuri clutches the posters he still has in his arms a little tighter.]
You weren't supposed to see them.
[There's a note of uncertainty in his voice that he can't quite hide.]
( He wonders if this is a defensiveness against... well, a hurt, he supposes? He's not sure. He simply keeps his loose, comfortable hold on Yuuri, humming in the back of his throat, staying relaxed. )
I was happy when I saw them.
( He admits, quietly contemplative. )
It's flattering, too, but mostly I was touched. I wanted to do something for you in return. Signing just seemed...
( Viktor trails off, mentally shrugging. Natural, he supposes. )
( Viktor allows him ease in turning, mostly so he can get a good look at Yuuri's face. He smiles, nodding his head once. )
I was. Still am, really.
( His lips quirk into something of a more knowing smile. )
Passions, ideals, they're good things to have. Besides... between the man caught over the years on paper, and the man standing here with you right now, there are important differences. One inspired from afar. The other?
( he gives Yuuri a squeeze of his arms; more of a reassurance that lingers than anything else. )
Can appreciate what it meant, even if he's here to be a more direct form of inspiration now, he can hope. Hmm?
[Uncertainty flickers in his eyes before, finally, he relaxes into Viktor's embrace with a soft exhale.]
You are different from what I imagined, but it's not a bad thing. I like getting to know you for real instead of just wondering.
[Yuuri hesitates, a delicate flush returning to his cheeks, spreading to the tips of his ears.] I wouldn't have been able to complete the programs for this season without you either... [It's true in a literal sense, of course, since Viktor had choreographed the routines for him. But without the feelings that went into them--all inspired by the man holding him right now--something would have always been missing.]
( Viktor grins, a more playful expression than a moment before. )
Oh? Ah, does this mean I deserve some sort of reward for this? Something inspiring, stimulating, enthralling...
( Shameless. Utterly, happily shameless, though he only leans in far enough to give Yuuri a speculative, eye-sparkling look. One day. One day he'll get him to kiss him offhand.
One day. Possibly not the day where they're both surrounded by signed posters of Viktor. )
[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.]
[Okay, never mind, he's definitely flirting at this point. And he's not even sorry for it.]
Wow that's a lot of names to choose from. Which one do your friends in Russia use?
[How did they even get to this point? Not that...Yuuri's really complaining when he's essentially being given permission to call Viktor by a nickname.]
( Flirting right on back, zero shame, all the gladness in his heart. )
Hm? Well, it's more... hm. Vitya is a more casual way of calling me? The rest are more intimate than that. It's not so easy to explain when I think about it. Let me see... we can use Yurio as an example! You would say his name is Yuri, and that is right. Casually, I might call him Yura. As a good friend, family member, or closer, I would say, perhaps, Yurotchka.
( to be fair, his friends in Russia mostly use Vitya. Because that is the distance that Victor generally ends up cultivating, with everyone. )
[It took all of the effort to not immediately delete that, but he is curious to see how much more physically affectionate Viktor can actually get. Now that he isn't exactly opposed to it. Spoilers: he was never actually opposed to it.]
That's way more complicated than Japanese nicknames. What about the last two? Who gets to use those?
( a heart for a promise of "roger that, Captain," perhaps? he doesn't explain, instead responding to the rest of the text. sit and wait and learn, Yuuri. see for yourself what upped levels of physical affection might look like. )
All the last three are, what's the word? Diminutives? They're like Yurochka. A good friend, a member of the family, or a lover might use those names.
Now I'm curious. How do Japanese nicknames work? What would yours be? Or mine?
[He leaves no time for himself to get embarrassed by how forward he's being.]
"chan" or "kun" added on after a name works. But most times calling someone by their first name is already a sign that you're close. We tend to use family names with acquaintances.
( he has no immediate response, because he's too busy pressing his hand to his heart and giving his phone a look of absolute contented happiness. then he turns on selfie mode, snapping a photo and sending it as an attachment. too bad they're not snapchatting or any such service; he'd have added sparkles and a tagline. )
Yuuuuuuuri!
( the light blush on his cheeks in that photo, and the way he's still pressing one hand over his heart, might be a good indication about two things: what Vitenka did to him, and what persisting in calling him Yuuri does for him in another way. )
Pick and choose? That sounds incredibly depressing.
[Though it makes sense to him in a way--he's never been that great at juggling relationships to begin with. Or is it that he just was too scared to try? It's something he doesn't like to think about too often.]
Yes actually! That's only a few minutes away from my apartment. If you still need help looking for your wallet, I can meet you there.
Already said I would, right? Besides, this feels like one of those one one in a million encounters. I don't normally meet up with strangers like this, but it almost feels wrong not to at this point.
[And sending address now. It leads to a little coffee shop just ahead of Luke.]
see now I want to know how you normally meet up with strangers. [He knows that's not what Yuuri meant...] but you're right about that. being one in a million, I mean. I like taking my chances like this though
[At least the walk isn't long and he enters the coffee shop not long after. He still isn't entirely sure who he's looking for, but being inside is better than in.]
Try not at all. What about you? Does this kind of thing happen to you a lot?
[Luke's going along with this really easily, too, and it makes Yuuri wonder.]
It's not bad. Pretty strong, and it's cheap, too.
[Perfect for a student, in other words. Yuuri arrives at the shop not too long after Luke does, and he pauses in the doorway, scanning the room with curious eyes.]
Yeeeeah you could say that? Sometimes I travel a lot without meaning to and I end up having to find my way back more often than not. I'm used to it.
[Given the fact that Luke moves to answer the text by the time Yuuri enters the shop, it's pretty easy to spot him off to the side reading over the menu.]
Strong and cheap is good by me. I don't really like it any other way. Thanks for the tip.
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[It's an undignified yelp escapes him when Viktor suddenly speaks up from behind him, and some of the posters flutter back onto the floor as they slip out of his arms. Whyyyy did things have to turn out like this? Has he accumulated some bad karma along the way without even knowing it???
His whole face is red when he turns around to face him.]
You don't have to see them. I'm--I'm putting them away again.
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Do you have to? I'll have to find them all over again to sign them if you do that.
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You weren't supposed to see them.
[There's a note of uncertainty in his voice that he can't quite hide.]
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I was happy when I saw them.
( He admits, quietly contemplative. )
It's flattering, too, but mostly I was touched. I wanted to do something for you in return. Signing just seemed...
( Viktor trails off, mentally shrugging. Natural, he supposes. )
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[Curiosity wins out in the end, making Yuuri turn slightly as he tries to get a look at Viktor's expression.]
I thought it'd be weird...and embarrassing if you ever saw them.
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I was. Still am, really.
( His lips quirk into something of a more knowing smile. )
Passions, ideals, they're good things to have. Besides... between the man caught over the years on paper, and the man standing here with you right now, there are important differences. One inspired from afar. The other?
( he gives Yuuri a squeeze of his arms; more of a reassurance that lingers than anything else. )
Can appreciate what it meant, even if he's here to be a more direct form of inspiration now, he can hope. Hmm?
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You are different from what I imagined, but it's not a bad thing. I like getting to know you for real instead of just wondering.
[Yuuri hesitates, a delicate flush returning to his cheeks, spreading to the tips of his ears.] I wouldn't have been able to complete the programs for this season without you either... [It's true in a literal sense, of course, since Viktor had choreographed the routines for him. But without the feelings that went into them--all inspired by the man holding him right now--something would have always been missing.]
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Oh? Ah, does this mean I deserve some sort of reward for this? Something inspiring, stimulating, enthralling...
( Shameless. Utterly, happily shameless, though he only leans in far enough to give Yuuri a speculative, eye-sparkling look. One day. One day he'll get him to kiss him offhand.
One day. Possibly not the day where they're both surrounded by signed posters of Viktor. )
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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.]
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Now who's the one baiting?
[The picture gets a fond smile, though, and he quietly saves it to his phone, since Viktor isn't around to see him do it.]
It doesn't weird you out knowing that?
wherein russian diminutives go on for days
( Will he ever let him live? ... Eventually. )
I think it's sweet. But you are officially not allowed to call me Vicchan, I'm sorry. It's going to have to be Vitya. Or Vitechka. Viten’ka? Vityusha!
ayy
[Okay, never mind, he's definitely flirting at this point. And he's not even sorry for it.]
Wow that's a lot of names to choose from. Which one do your friends in Russia use?
[How did they even get to this point? Not that...Yuuri's really complaining when he's essentially being given permission to call Viktor by a nickname.]
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( Flirting right on back, zero shame, all the gladness in his heart. )
Hm? Well, it's more... hm. Vitya is a more casual way of calling me? The rest are more intimate than that. It's not so easy to explain when I think about it. Let me see... we can use Yurio as an example! You would say his name is Yuri, and that is right. Casually, I might call him Yura. As a good friend, family member, or closer, I would say, perhaps, Yurotchka.
( to be fair, his friends in Russia mostly use Vitya. Because that is the distance that Victor generally ends up cultivating, with everyone. )
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[It took all of the effort to not immediately delete that, but he is curious to see how much more physically affectionate Viktor can actually get. Now that he isn't exactly opposed to it.
Spoilers: he was never actually opposed to it.]That's way more complicated than Japanese nicknames. What about the last two? Who gets to use those?
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( a heart for a promise of "roger that, Captain," perhaps? he doesn't explain, instead responding to the rest of the text. sit and wait and learn, Yuuri. see for yourself what upped levels of physical affection might look like. )
All the last three are, what's the word? Diminutives? They're like Yurochka. A good friend, a member of the family, or a lover might use those names.
Now I'm curious. How do Japanese nicknames work? What would yours be? Or mine?
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[He leaves no time for himself to get embarrassed by how forward he's being.]
"chan" or "kun" added on after a name works. But most times calling someone by their first name is already a sign that you're close. We tend to use family names with acquaintances.
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Yuuuuuuuri!
( the light blush on his cheeks in that photo, and the way he's still pressing one hand over his heart, might be a good indication about two things: what Vitenka did to him, and what persisting in calling him Yuuri does for him in another way. )
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I guess it's because I know my coach is looking out for me, too. [Why is caring about people so complicated?]
That sounds pretty specific. I'm sensing there's a story in there somewhere.
Oh that's bad luck (。•́︿•̀。) If you were in the area, I could help you look. Actually, what area ARE you in?
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but of course there's a story. isn't there always? it's a story for another time that ties right into being a bad adult
[Give him a moment to send him a pin location of where he's at. For reasons beyond time and space, he's not that far from Yuuri.]
anything look familiar to you?
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[Though it makes sense to him in a way--he's never been that great at juggling relationships to begin with. Or is it that he just was too scared to try? It's something he doesn't like to think about too often.]
Yes actually! That's only a few minutes away from my apartment. If you still need help looking for your wallet, I can meet you there.
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man you don't have to do that...I mean I'd appreciate it since I have no idea where it could have disappeared to, but you really don't have to?
but text me the address and I guess we can go from there
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[And sending address now. It leads to a little coffee shop just ahead of Luke.]
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see now I want to know how you normally meet up with strangers. [He knows that's not what Yuuri meant...]
but you're right about that. being one in a million, I mean. I like taking my chances like this though
[At least the walk isn't long and he enters the coffee shop not long after. He still isn't entirely sure who he's looking for, but being inside is better than in.]
how's the coffee anyway?
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[Luke's going along with this really easily, too, and it makes Yuuri wonder.]
It's not bad. Pretty strong, and it's cheap, too.
[Perfect for a student, in other words. Yuuri arrives at the shop not too long after Luke does, and he pauses in the doorway, scanning the room with curious eyes.]
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[Given the fact that Luke moves to answer the text by the time Yuuri enters the shop, it's pretty easy to spot him off to the side reading over the menu.]
Strong and cheap is good by me. I don't really like it any other way. Thanks for the tip.
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