[Victor will stay slumbering for a good amount of time, only stirring when Yuuri brings fresh coffee back into the room. The smell will wake him, groaning and sitting up with a lazy blink, hair tussled in cute disarray. He'll stretch his arms up, yawning loudly. At least he was wearing a baggy sweatshirt for warmth instead of his usually state of near nudity. He smiles sleepy and sweetly to his companion, as if glad to see him still around]

Morning, Yuuri.