[From his answering grin,Yuuri definitely caught onto Viktor's teasing. He gives the kitchen a brief lookover before nodding.] It should be safe enough. I'll get something to block this section off, though.
[The last thing they want is for the pup to get into anything she's not supposed to. Once Viktor's put her down in the makeshift pen, Yuuri finally tugs him down for a proper greeting kiss.]
( a kiss Viktor lingers in, pulling Yuuri up against him to leave little space between their bodies. he's no less full contact now than he's ever been. the puppy sniffs around her new environment, butting up against the barrier and lifting on her hind legs to look up at the people she can't fully see and yip; Viktor laughs into their kiss, tugging Yuuri away.
Makkachin creeps toward th barrier, sniffing and slowly wagging his tail. )
The puppy will have all the time to explore the rest of the house once she's potty trained. [Yuuri says primly, even as he laughs at the picture Makkachin and the new puppy make.]
We never did figure out what to name her yet. [He loops his arms around Viktor's neck, still smiling fondly up at him.] Vitenka.
( 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?
Mmm. [Yuuri hums, his expression soft as he takes in Viktor's expression. One hand gently plays with the hair at Viktor's nape, fingers carding through the strands almost absently.]
( his eyes are half closed under Yuuri's ministrations. he hums, lips pulling up in a fond smile. he leans his head forward, resting his forehead against Yuuri's. )
( he has to offer that slight tease all over again (if in a different direction), really, but his eyes draw back to Makkachin watching the puppy over the improvised barrier. )
Then that's her name. We can get it engraved on a tag and have her license registered tomorrow, if we like.
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[The last thing they want is for the pup to get into anything she's not supposed to. Once Viktor's put her down in the makeshift pen, Yuuri finally tugs him down for a proper greeting kiss.]
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Makkachin creeps toward th barrier, sniffing and slowly wagging his tail. )
The puppy's getting jealous.
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We never did figure out what to name her yet. [He loops his arms around Viktor's neck, still smiling fondly up at him.] Vitenka.
[Yes, he knows exactly what he's doing.]
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We decided to leave that up to you, didn't we, Yuuriochka?
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So Himawari's out for sure?
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Not if it's the name you feel fits best.
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I'm definitely not naming her after anyone that we know, if that's what you're wondering.
[For all his embarrassment earlier, Yuuri's surprisingly blase about making a quip like this now that the teasing's been over and done with.]
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( he has to offer that slight tease all over again (if in a different direction), really, but his eyes draw back to Makkachin watching the puppy over the improvised barrier. )
Then that's her name. We can get it engraved on a tag and have her license registered tomorrow, if we like.