theglassheart: by Hunters-Chance (What if we ruin it all?)
勝生 勇利, Katsuki Yūri ([personal profile] theglassheart) wrote in [personal profile] fivetimechamp 2017-03-02 04:02 am (UTC)

The ocean is beautiful here. The light sand that stretches for a long space before shifting and turning to the white beaches miles and miles from where they are now. The water glitters beautiful and removed, uncaring about whether it's going to be a bad day or a good day, and Yuri isn't entirely certain where Victor's chosen for this before he's watching him sit down already.

At least that's a direction. Even as his stomach cramps and he wishes a million things.
Suddenly certain if he did anything but sit down he could stop this. Somehow. Still deserve it.
Take back the morning. Take back the week. Try harder. Pretend through the things he didn't get.


But they've all already happened, and Victor is already sitting there. Maccachin sitting down next to him, and looking up, tailing wagging and waiting for Yuri to sit down with them. The only person here that isn't aware of what is about to happen. There's only one way forward now, so he steps up and over to Victor's side, sitting down beside him.

His knees coming up to his chest, and being rounded by an arm, instead of out like Victor. Victor's absolutely ease with all of this even more unsteadying, and even how he simply looks at the sky and talks about the birds. Far away and insignificant. That Yuri doesn't look up at. He knows what they will be. What they've always been. "Black-tailed Gulls."

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