[ Yuuri smiles, combing his fingers through Viktor's hair and trying to soothe the insecurity away, even if he knows it's not that easy— never is that easy for himself. He understands being on the cusp of feeling like you're losing the only thing that defines you, the one thing that makes your heart beat and feel alive.

Well, now, his heart beats for one other. ]

Sorry. I had been thinking about it a long time by then- it was complicated. I hadn't meant to— [ He's babbling now, so he presses his lips shut with a small grimace, turning his face away from Viktor, red rising high in his cheeks. ] It- it didn't feel like I deserved to keep your attention for- so long.

[ But after all that time together and seeing the human sides of Viktor shine through the idol veneer... Yuuri couldn't help but fall harder and harder, far past the level of mere admiration. He still wonders what exactly it is that Viktor sees in him of all people; it seems uneven with someone larger than life loving someone as weak-willed and a mess like him. It's a difficult concept to reconcile, but... he has to chase away those negative thoughts and trust in their bond and the love he feels.

He trusts Viktor.

Yuuri lets out an undignified squawk at that last comment, flushing all the way up to his ears. Wedding. ]

I still can't believe you even want to— d-don't make it anything big!