wauuu This bed is too large

[katsudonprince]

Throbbing. His head is throbbing, and even the light on the other side of his eyelids is too much for him to handle. How much did he drink? Does he even want to know how much he drank? Why had he drank? He knew better, he should have known this would happen-

Oh ugh why does his mouth taste like this...

A deep groan precedes him when he finally rolls out of bed. Why can't he feel carpet underfoo- oh there it is. It's thicker than he remembers it being. His eyes haven't opened yet. He actually has the comforter he'd been tangled up in wrapped around himself tightly, part of it up over his head. His stocking feet are nearly silent as he pads his way down an unfamiliar hall in an unfamiliar house in search of water. He could worry about the rest later, but right this second, he is a spectre in a white duvet in search of relief for his cottonmouth.

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[katsudonprince]

[He seriously considers that for a moment, then eventually just shakes his head, turning over and taking the remote to turn it to one of the black screen music channels. Then he just pushes his arms up under one of the nearby pillows to draw it down and half bury his face into. He'll just...try not to focus too hard on how it smells like Victor.]

My room's still kind of cold...

[wauuu]

[Victor wants very badly to reach out and touch Yuuri, even just a gentle brush fingers through his hair, but he thinks better of it. He's laid forward on his stomach, chin rest in one of his hands, his legs kick back and forth casually]

I don't mind sharing this room.

[katsudonprince]

[He couldn't exactly say he'd mind if Victor did decide to touch him like that, but he is still nervous about this to begin with. Whatever it was now.]

Ok...thank you.

[He falls silent, but after a moment he reaches out, fingers curling around Victor's loosely.]

[wauuu]

[Victor just gets the most smitten look at the touch, splaying his fingers to let Yuuri's lace between them.]

Wow, you make my heart beat so fast.

[katsudonprince]

[His sensibilities really don't know what to do with Victor when he says things like that, and Yuuri just buries his face in the pillow in an attempt to hide the redness in it.]

[wauuu]

[it's absolutely precious and Victor has learned to just... relax and enjoy it. He didn't need to be try hard to fluster the man, he just needed to be his genuine self]

Do you want to go to sleep?

[katsudonprince]

Yes. Sorry for intruding. [His voice is muffled by the pillow he's still mostly hiding in, but his hand tightens down around Victor's momentarily before letting go long enough to crawl under the covers.]

[wauuu]

I'll shut off the lights. [Victor wasn't particularly tired, but he wants to lay beside Yuuri, he wants it very badly. He'll get up and click the TV off, then the too many lights in the room. Makkachin curled up at the foot of the bed, Victor slides under the covers beside Yuuri, head rested on his own pillow to give him the most literal bedroom eyes, though it's probably not all that obvious in the dark]

[katsudonprince]

[It's more comfortable in the dark like this, and he doesn't feel as weird about turning over and facing Victor, his eyes adjusting slowly in the darkness until he could take in the way the man is looking at him. Even if Victor can't see it, surely he can feel the way Yuuri's face is radiating warmth in his fluster.]

[wauuu]

[Pillow talk? Pillow talk. Nice and gentle and hushed. Victor isn't all that tired, he's curious if Yuuri really wanted to just doze off]

I like you being here, Yuuri. [in his bed, in his house, in his life for the time... here could and did mean all of those things]

[katsudonprince]

[He wonders briefly just which of those Victor means, before settling on the general Being Here in the first place. Which makes his heart swell and he almost wants to hide his face again. He's...happy. Ridiculously happy. He hasn't felt that in a long time.]

I'm glad I'm here.

[wauuu]

At the banquet, you had invited me to your family's resort... is that where you want me to coach you?

[katsudonprince]

[He blinks. That's one of the parts that he doesn't actually remember.]

I...ah. My home rink is there. I-In Hasetsu I mean. I don't...expect you to travel or anything, but...

[He trails off, pulling his lower lip into his mouth as he fidgets with Victor's fingers.]

[wauuu]

I'll go where you want to be coached, someplace new would be refreshing. [he'll be taking a break from his next season to teach Yuuri, is that taking it easy? He didn't want it to seem like Yuuri was just an excuse to take a break.]

[katsudonprince]

If that's what you want... [It does occur to him that maybe Victor just wants a change of pace before he burns out, like he'd warned against over supper. He doesn't blame Victor if that really is the case.] I just have to get my passport...finish out the school year. I don't even know how I'll be able to do that now, let alone being able to finish out the season...

[wauuu]

At worst, could you take online courses? I'd hate for you to miss out on school, because of all this.

[katsudonprince]

I did email my teachers to let them know I was stuck here so I don't think the're too worried about it, they just have to send along the coursework and online material. I should be able to graduate, but I won't be able to attend the ceremony unless I'm actually able to get back in the first place. [He turns over and huffs at the ceiling, laying his arm across his face. Everything felt like it was falling apart, but he can't say that to Victor, the man might take it as an accusation, or else try to make him feel better about it and end up working them both up in turn. He just wants to rest for now.]

[wauuu]

The computer is yours to use, for whatever you need. Anything here is. [Victor won't say more, enjoying the quiet moment too much.]

Get some sleep, if you need.