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[genice]

( 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?

[yokunaru]

[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.]

[genice]

( 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. )

[yokunaru]

[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.]

[genice]

( He's a constant tease, consistent in that he'll poke gentle fun at most anything as long as he doesn't feel it merits more of a bite to its statement. Today it's been a back and forth over something that Viktor finds more flattering than anything else; he'd seen some of his own skating in influences behind Yuuri's, but knowing a depth of how long he'd been following his own career...

That's the kind of motivation Viktor only hopes he's able to give others. That's the kind of surprise that can take his breath away.

Or that might be Yuuri. Chaste as it is, the kiss has Viktor finding himself flushing, happy in a wordless way that leaves him burying his head against Yuuri's neck. )

Have I told you lately how wonderful you are?

( Asks his childhood and early adulthood idol, holding him in his arms in Yuuri's childhood bedroom, surrounded by signed portraits of Viktor himself. )

[yokunaru]

[Even with months of getting used to Viktor's rather tactile personality, Yuuri finds it ironic in some ways that it's the compliments like that that always get to him in the end. Coming from Viktor, they're so genuine that he can't help but blush in response. Every time. ]

You might've said something before. [His hands drift down to his waist and covers Viktor's hands as he tips his head to the side to lean against Viktor's.]

[genice]

Mm. Good.

( he's perfectly happy to stay like this for now. he sways, just enough to see if he can get Yuuri to gently sway with him. it feels more gentle, less like he's holding on because some small, small part of himself wonders if he's ever going to have to let go. )

Because you're wonderful. And beautiful. And endearing. And —

[yokunaru]

Viktorrrr... [While Yuuri's all too happy to stand there in Viktor's embrace and swy gently like so, the compliments have him squirming and hiding his face in his hands as his blush intensified.]

Stooop.You're just saying all these to get a reaction.

[genice]

Mm, not true! ( he presses a kiss to Yuuri's shoulder. ) They're also true. I can't help if your reactions are just too cute on top of that...!

( besides, he loves holding him like this. though if Yuuri tries to get some space to take care of his posters, at least Viktor will let him go now, making a small noise of gentle complaint in the time being. )

[yokunaru]

[He's still clutching his posters oh so carefully, but Yuuri doesn't pull away just yet, comfortable where he is even with the teasing.]

I think you're biased. [And Viktor being biased toward him is something he'll probably never get over.] If anything, you're the one who's all of those things.

[To him, especially!]

[genice]

I'm biased.

( he agrees without preamble, nuzzling against Yuuri's neck. ) And we can agree we're both wonderful and adorable. It'd drive Yurio right up a wall.

( amusement carries in his voice at the offhand observation. not that he was particularly thinking about Yurio in that moment; but it did occur to him. )

[yokunaru]

[It takes all of two seconds for Yuuri's feeble attempt at resisting to fall apart. He leans back into the embrace with a content sigh, tilting his head just so.]

Mmm. It probably would. [He gives a breathy chuckle.] I bet he'd be even more horrified if we both hugged him at the same time.

[genice]

Oh, good idea. When are we going to surprise him with that?

( Viktor's casual, bright eyed interest sounds almost laughing as he rests his chin on Yuri's shoulder. he loves this. he loves him. he loves pushing Yurio's buttons, pushing him to be his better self, mostly. other times pushing him to remember what Viktor isn't. )

[yokunaru]

We could always do it the next time we see him at a competition.

[He's grinning, turning his head to nuzzle at Viktor's temple affectionately.]

Maybe at the practice? If Phichit's there, he can take a picture for us, too.

[genice]

( he smiles, closing his eyes for the moment. Viktor's happy to bask in Yuuri's affection, though by now they're firmly managing to be doing nothing particularly productive. )

Why not text him and see?