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]

A little. Mom taught me before I went to the States so I wouldn't have to live on freezer food the whole time.

[wauuu]

I'm not picky! If you could do the cooking for me, I would appreciate it.

[katsudonprince]

[Yuri lightens up a little, nodding as he takes the idea to heart.]

You'll have to get more food here then. All you have is canned and preserved stuff.

[wauuu]

We'll go shopping! Anything you need, we can stock up since it'll be a couple weeks at the least. [he'll hear a scratching at the door, perking up to see a needy Makkachin at the backdoor, wanting to be let in]

Do you like dogs, Yuri? You're going to get jumped on. [he laughs, going to the door to let his poodle in]

[katsudonprince]

I love dogs. I miss mine a- [And he was bowled over by an excited standard poodle, floored and promptly sniffed and licked. He can't help but laugh, even as he splutters at the dog breath.]

[wauuu]

[Victor lets Makkachin tackle and sniff all over Yuri, licking the man and cuddle him]

Wow! He likes you already! That's great, he could use the attention.

[katsudonprince]

[Yuri tries to sit up to be able to scratch under Makkachin's ears, making smoochy noises at him then pressing his face into the dog's fur.] I'll definitely watch him for you while you're out. He's such a good boy. You're a good boy. [He continues to baby Makkachin for a few moments longer, scratching at his belly when he turns over onto his back. He's a lot bigger in person.]

[wauuu]

Cook and walk my dog, then! That's more than enough to cover your stay, I would appreciate it. [that's a good look on Yuri, smiling and unburdened for a moment. Makkachin was ALL ABOUT the other man, Victor's glad they got along immediately.]

[katsudonprince]

[Yuri's hands stay in Makkachin's fur as he looks back around, his smile fading some at the way Victor is looking at him. It makes his face feel hot, embarrassed for no adequate reason. He picks himself off the floor, puts his hand down for Makkachin to lick before telling him to stay, and grabbing his clothes to be able to change out of the borrowed ones. It would be a good step toward feeling more normal again.

He comes back out in a high-necked sweater and comfortable pants, and curls himself up against the arm of the couch, his hands tucked against his lap. It felt awkward again, being here with no real idea of how to talk to Victor. He is still a little sick, and more than a little humiliated, so he doesn't want to bring up the banquet. At least Makkachin is a good distraction, hopping up onto the couch and laying his head in Yuri's lap.]

[wauuu]

[While Yuri scoots off to change his clothes, Victor goes to snag his laptop off the counter. He curls up on the other couch, legs tucked to cradle the computer in front of him. Tapping away on his social media, he'll perk up at Yuri entering. He grabs his own phone once Yuri settles down, holding it like a camera before asking]

Can I take a picture of you? I want to post that you're settling in alright!

[katsudonprince]

Picture? Um. Ok, just post it in a couple of places. There'll be a lot of rumors.

[Yuri's arms remained around Makkachin the lower half of his face buried in curls. His eyes stayed on Victor, brighter now that he was fully awake.]

[wauuu]

[Victor will snap a cute picture, Yuri looks quite cozy despite the situation, Makkachin is precious as ever. He shows it to Yuri for his approval, before uploading it. Hmm, what message...]

Hahaa, I suppose people will think we're an item, now! [he DID take Yuri home half naked....]

[katsudonprince]

[Yuri's expression says it all: please don't tell them that that's what's happening. The picture is nice though, and Makkachin is, of course, adorable. In other circumstances he might have been able to appreciate the image as a whole.]

I don't think I'm going to want to talk to anyone from the news after all this. They already covered my biggest failure of my career. They'd probably call it pitiful that you took me home blackout drunk.

[wauuu]

You're not pitiful, Yuri. Even coming in last at the Grand Prix makes you sixth best. Most people aren't even close to sixth best... at anything. [he'll say this casually, like it's absolutely no big deal how Yuri placed]

If it's any relief, there's no pictures of you at the banquet up. Posting pictures from private events is frowned on, after all.

[katsudonprince]

You don't get it though. You're one of the most talented people in the world. I had to claw my way up, every rank, every competition...

[Tears form in the corners of his eyes that he's trying to push back. His face starts turning pink again.]

I worked so hard to get to where I was and then I crashed and burned in front of the entire world. Everything fell apart.

[wauuu]

[Victor looks up at Yuri and his expression drops. He sets his laptop aside, stands, and points down at Yuri on the couch, opposite hand on his hip. His voice is stern.]

Don't start with that. First off; I know you worked hard, don't act like I didn't. That's insulting. [he is NOT putting up with that]

Second of all, no feeling sorry for yourself. You have a million things going for you and I will list them; [he will count on his fingers as he says them and YES this is very condescending, because you don't seem to know them Yuri.]

You're hot [one finger] you're young [two fingers] you're humble [third finger] but I'm taking that one back, because you're being annoying about it [third finger goes back down] you're the top skater in Japan [third finger again] my dog likes you, which means you're a good person [fourth finger-- does he have ANY intention of stopping? Probably not. He will keep going.]

[katsudonprince]

[The look on Yuri's face is like he's been slapped, but it shifts into aggravation with each new point Victor makes, like he's training a puppy by rubbing its nose in an accident on the carpet. He wants to shove Victor's hands down, to show more spine than this, but he just presses his face into Makkachin's fur more deeply before getting up in the middle of Victor's list. He's beating his retreat back to the bedroom he'd woken up in and if he can find the lock, it will be active. He wasn't going to listen to his idol talking down to him.]

[wauuu]

[Victor will continue to yell things as Yuri retreats, but not follow the man.]

You're super fun when drunk! You know how to pole dance! Your expressions are cute! Your step sequences are entrancing! [okay the door got slammed he'll stop, sighing loudly. This is going to turn into a real beauty and the beast thing, isn't it? He's not sure if he's being the beast or not.... hrm...]

[katsudonprince]

[Yuri's pulled a pillow over his head and burrowed into the blankets, determined to hide, to avoid and hopefully bore Victor into retreat. He doesn't hear the shouting anymore, so he uncurls slowly and lays there with the dull thud of his heart in his ears. His head hurts again, but it's most likely not from the booze.

He'll come out in a little while to go exploring the house he'll have to stay in until further notice, pointedly ignoring the other man.]

[wauuu]

[Victor is actually gone when Yuri finally pokes his head back out. It's a couple hours even, Victor eventually returning with swing and latch of the front door. Makkachin runs to him immediately, Victor having a clothing bag in one hand and a box in the other, so he can only shoo the dog down. He'll walk to the counter and beckon for Yuri]

Yuriii! I have gifts!

[katsudonprince]

[When Victor had initially gone out, Makkachin had whined and scratched until Yuri had let him in, then been let back out as Yuri crept into the hall to see the rest of the house. He laments briefly that Victor is home and calling out to him, especially in that cheerful tone and considers hiding back out in his room, but...well. He is curious about what Victor's done.

He lingers on the other side of the room with his arms wrapped around himself, frowning softly at the man and his purchases.]

[wauuu]

[Victor will hold up the hanger, unzipping the protective bag to show Yuri his own suit from the evening prior]

Your suit, cleaned and pressed. [then he'll point to the box]

A replacement phone. You didn't break your sim card, so your settings and contacts are all restored.

[katsudonprince]

[Yuri relaxes a little at that, coming to retrieve his suit to hang up, as well as the new phone that he would have to set up and update, though knowing that his contacts were all still there helped. His music was gone though, as were the small assortment of apps, but he could worry about those later. Maybe his account would still have his music available for re-download at least.]

Thank you.

[wauuu]

You're welcome. [he will lean against the counter, looking Yuri over. He'd thought about their interaction, what had upset Yuri and whether or not he actually felt bad or not. The conclusion; he felt a little bad, but he wasn't sorry. He did think he understood Yuri more, though.]

Three days, then I'm not putting up with it. Mourn and pity party and feel bad for yourself, loud as you like. Be mad at yourself, I understand.

Day four and I don't want to hear any more of it. Day four and you're picking yourself up. Is that fair?

[katsudonprince]

[Just like that, the moment is over before it even started. Victor has a talent for things like that.

So Yuri puffs up briefly, then sighs and slumps forward until his head hits the counter with a soft thud.]

Ok then what do I do after that? I'll probably go stir-crazy here. Besides, we still have to go get actual food if I'm staying here.

...wait, you said this was your vacation place, what happens when you go back to your actual home? [He stands back up with that worried look right back in place, grasping his new phone tightly.] You don't intend to actually move here, do you?