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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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Date: 2017-01-26 12:13 am (UTC)I think we're starting to really get it down now. [He looks rather satisfied with the idea as he stands back up again, taking up the starter position that the two of them had arranged. He turns gracefully on one foot in place of the routine's proposed first steps, a substitute more suited to working on solid ground. Maybe soon they would be able to start putting the routine together on ice, but for now this was still good.
With Victor's entrance, Yuuri softens and starts to move around him, mindful of his feet as much as he needs to be to keep from coming down on Victor's toes again. They're moving together more and more easily, and he finds himself dipping further, more dramatically around Victor, his arm around the other man's neck. He smiles up at Victor and lays a hand on the man's face then braces to be lifted, something that he never would have allowed someone to do before now.]
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Date: 2017-01-26 02:20 am (UTC)Victor kisses him, square on the lips.]
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Date: 2017-01-26 06:23 am (UTC)Of course, then the world comes back and he lets go of the hold he'd had on Victor to keep himself off the ground, slipping out of the man's grip to flop straight down on his back. He lays there with the breath knocked out of him, face turning redder by the second as he breathes slowly, his hands still raised in his surprise.]
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Date: 2017-01-28 04:18 am (UTC)You let go of me, I'm sorry-- are you alright?
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Date: 2017-01-28 06:10 am (UTC)You... I'm- uh. I'm ok.
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Date: 2017-01-28 04:42 pm (UTC)... I want to kiss you, again. Can I?
[He'll ask this time...]
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Date: 2017-01-28 04:47 pm (UTC)[Just gonna turn redder even as he clarifies that rather needlessly.]
Uh. Should you?
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Date: 2017-01-28 04:53 pm (UTC)I want to. I very much want to.
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Date: 2017-01-28 05:46 pm (UTC)Wow! [Yuuri is getting weight pressed down on him now, Victor's arms squeezing in to embrace him, snuggling his face to Yuuri's with uttermost affection.
Of course, Makkachin sees this and can't help but get involved. The dog will tackle in, knocking Victor off Yuuri to smother him in puppy kisses.]
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Date: 2017-01-29 02:43 am (UTC)What, now you're jealous?
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Date: 2017-01-29 03:00 am (UTC)Of course he is! He wants you all to himself, just like I do.
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Date: 2017-01-29 03:34 am (UTC)He can sleep in my bed tonight if he wants to. [Yknow, as if he wouldn't anyway.]
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Date: 2017-01-29 03:50 am (UTC)Only if you don't decide to do something weird while you're there.
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Date: 2017-01-29 03:56 am (UTC)That's a dumb joke.
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Date: 2017-01-29 05:54 am (UTC)I want to be close to you! I won't be pushy, if you don't like it. I just... Don't mind if you're pushy, with me.
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Date: 2017-01-29 07:30 am (UTC)[He sighs and leans against Makkachin with his face half buried in fur.]
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