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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[wauuu]

[Did it matter?]

... if you promise to win a Gold Medal, then yes! [he'll spark a fire in you, yet!]

[katsudonprince]

[He remembers it being something he'd wanted once upon a time, but not that he's already asked Victor once before. The response is surprising, but he immediately smiles.]

I can do it.

[wauuu]

Then I'll do it. I'll be your coach, next season.

[katsudonprince]

[Yuuri's eyes light up and he wraps his arms around Victor's neck without hesitation.]

Thank you! I promise I'll get the gold. I just need to finish this season first.

[wauuu]

[Victor beams at the affectionate contact, leaving it just as Yuuri did. The younger man can push forward if he wishes, Victor is happy with just this.]

We have to get you that passport, so you can make it to Nationals. I'll see who I need to talk to tomorrow, if anybody is answering their phones after the storm.

[katsudonprince]

[Yuuri's hands curl into the shoulders of Victor's shirt when he draws back again, looking a little bit worried about that.]

The process should be done by the time I have to actually go, right? I don't know how fast that will be compared to when I got it to begin with... [Surely they had his records on file for a replacement to be made up in case of theft, right?]

[wauuu]

We'll see! The bureaucracy is never something I trust, but maybe your name as a professional athlete will speed things along. [he looks thoughtful]

Until then, you're welcome to stay here, for as long as it might take.

[katsudonprince]

Hah...I'm not exactly famous.

[Still, he appreciates the vote of confidence. He leans up to press a small kiss to Victor's cheek out of gratitude, lingering there in front of him a moment before opting to duck away before it could actually be addressed.] I'm gonna to take a shower ok?

[wauuu]

Go right ahead! I'll clean up the dishes, since you cooked. [just like that, Victor's nearly forgotten about his little tearful incident, utterly distracted by pleasant feelings. He's going to be Yuuri's coach, he wants to spend more time together, not just because of circumstance...

He's one, whole happy man.]

[katsudonprince]

[It's more than enough, just seeing Victor smiling after that small outburst before.]

Ok, thank you.

[He smiles back over his shoulder at Victor before heading to the bathroom off his room, setting his phone on the edge of the sink to play while he was in the shower. He hums along as he takes his time in the bathroom, just trying to get his thoughts in order. The sooner he cold get his passport set up, the better. He had to be able to travel for Nationals, and to get back to school, and then eventually home after the season. So a lot was hinged on bureaucracy after he made the call to begin with.

It's later than he expects when he finally steps out and dries off, leaving his towel over his head as he meanders around the room, pulling on a pair of socks along with the shorts and tshirt that would be his pajamas that night, relishing the warmth now that the house had finally heated back up. He sits on the edge of his bed with his phone in hand, looking down at his reflection pensively for a minute, before picking himself up and heading to Victor's room. He doubted the man would be asleep just yet, so he knocked quietly before peeking in.]

Victor? Can I come in?

[wauuu]

[Victor's not asleep, he's just laying forward in bed with the TV on, watching some american fashion show that was on. He'll perk up to hear the question, cooing toward the door without getting up]

Of course, Yuuri!

[katsudonprince]

[He barely spares the tv a glance as he sidles in, bowing slightly and apologizing for the intrusion, just reflexively. Then he just plunks himself down on the edge of Victor's bed and swings his legs up beside him, slowly laying down on top of the covers and waiting for Victor to call him a hypocrite.]

[wauuu]

[Victor will just blink, then smile, offering Yuri the remote]

Do you want to watch something? I have international channels.

[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?