[The warm, pleasant dark lulls Victor to sleep soon enough as well. He had been hiding the whole of his body under the covers in his room, so he's glad for the warmer room where his ears won't freeze if left out from the comforter. Victor wants to reach out and cuddle around Yuuri, but he doubts that would be appreciated. Instead he'll wrap himself around a pillow, snuggling it as he dozes off.

He'll be sleeping in passed Yuuri, having gotten no sleep prior to joining him. He remains grasping the pillow, though one of his hands rests gently outstretched, fingers just barely pressed against the side of Yuuri's shoulder when the younger man wakes. Victor, clearly some kind of mythical beast, somehow looks flawless even in his sleep]