His smile isn't going anywhere: if anything, it only widens as Yuri pushes his hands into those pockets
(even if Victor can barely feel it)
and leaves him looking like a cat about to lick cream from its whiskers. "It's alright."
Except the English is clunky and feels wrong in his mouth, nothing like how he feels, nothing like what he means or wants. “Можешь потрогать меня, где захочешь.”
Said low, only a bare breath away from Yuri's nose and mouth, because even leaning like this, Victor is taller than him, and Yuri is not taking the kind of time Victor would prefer. Hands slipping in and out of pockets like he thinks something in there might bite him, with his cheeks and ears flushed fiery red and his expression ...
Victor's not sure what it is. If he's seen it before. It's fascinating him, and even once Yuri has his wallet and is flipping through it, grumbling about what Victor does or doesn't have in there (he can't remember the question), he can't look away.
Not letting him go, because Yuri hasn't pulled away. Eyes hooded and soft, and. Expectant. Waiting. Sometime soon, Yuri has to understand, right? Even if Victor has to tell him, point blank.
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(even if Victor can barely feel it)
and leaves him looking like a cat about to lick cream from its whiskers. "It's alright."
Except the English is clunky and feels wrong in his mouth, nothing like how he feels, nothing like what he means or wants. “Можешь потрогать меня, где захочешь.”
Said low, only a bare breath away from Yuri's nose and mouth, because even leaning like this, Victor is taller than him, and Yuri is not taking the kind of time Victor would prefer. Hands slipping in and out of pockets like he thinks something in there might bite him, with his cheeks and ears flushed fiery red and his expression ...
Victor's not sure what it is. If he's seen it before. It's fascinating him, and even once Yuri has his wallet and is flipping through it, grumbling about what Victor does or doesn't have in there (he can't remember the question), he can't look away.
Not letting him go, because Yuri hasn't pulled away. Eyes hooded and soft, and. Expectant. Waiting. Sometime soon, Yuri has to understand, right? Even if Victor has to tell him, point blank.