Hmm~♪, that's good because I need the rest of forever to show how much I love you too.
[ This news. while not unexpected, at least cheers Viktor into a slight but happy wiggle at Yuuri's side, a kiss dragged more than pressed to his shoulder. It's an unspoken rule that Viktor doesn't get insecure - except when he does and for all intents his professional future is uncertain because of a freak accident. Now that he's found Yuuri and didn't get a chance to catch his breath before Yuuri stole it, the thing he's had the hardest time doing is figuring out where worth lies, how much he might keep in his stock as a competitor or start placing some in his coaching or simply as Yuuri's partner.
The question of what he does after skating is done with him has bothered him for as long as he's known it. This has just brought it to the forefront before he was done ignoring it. And yeah, Viktor could be more mature about it, but then he wouldn't have Yuuri caring for him as overtly, getting serious answers to silly questions. ]
You did? Ah, of course. [ Viktor sighs a little and looks indistinctly at the green scenery under the deluge, more in his head - that horrid evening in the hotel room in Barcelona. ] I thought that might be the case, but I didn't want to upset you further. I was upset. At the time it didn't seem like a good idea to call you out, not with the Free Skate the next day.
[ But it's different, isn't it? He loved Yuuri before he ever saw him skate, out of his own ignorance, but Yuuri's only ever known him as a skater, Five Time World Champion Viktor Nikiforov. What is he without skating?
He gets to keep Yuuri, for one thing.
It feels so much nicer like this, hazy with inebriation and love, curled a bit awkwardly into Yuuri's embrace. Viktor's starting to think it won't be so bad. ]
I guess this does give me more time to start planning the wedding.
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[ This news. while not unexpected, at least cheers Viktor into a slight but happy wiggle at Yuuri's side, a kiss dragged more than pressed to his shoulder. It's an unspoken rule that Viktor doesn't get insecure - except when he does and for all intents his professional future is uncertain because of a freak accident. Now that he's found Yuuri and didn't get a chance to catch his breath before Yuuri stole it, the thing he's had the hardest time doing is figuring out where worth lies, how much he might keep in his stock as a competitor or start placing some in his coaching or simply as Yuuri's partner.
The question of what he does after skating is done with him has bothered him for as long as he's known it. This has just brought it to the forefront before he was done ignoring it. And yeah, Viktor could be more mature about it, but then he wouldn't have Yuuri caring for him as overtly, getting serious answers to silly questions. ]
You did? Ah, of course. [ Viktor sighs a little and looks indistinctly at the green scenery under the deluge, more in his head - that horrid evening in the hotel room in Barcelona. ] I thought that might be the case, but I didn't want to upset you further. I was upset. At the time it didn't seem like a good idea to call you out, not with the Free Skate the next day.
[ But it's different, isn't it? He loved Yuuri before he ever saw him skate, out of his own ignorance, but Yuuri's only ever known him as a skater, Five Time World Champion Viktor Nikiforov. What is he without skating?
He gets to keep Yuuri, for one thing.
It feels so much nicer like this, hazy with inebriation and love, curled a bit awkwardly into Yuuri's embrace. Viktor's starting to think it won't be so bad. ]
I guess this does give me more time to start planning the wedding.