[ Honestly when Yuuri returns home to not be immediately greeted by either Makkachin or/and Viktor, his first thought is that they had gone out together. However, as he makes it deeper into their shared space and spots Viktor pensive on the couch, he takes his time getting closer. He hadn't seen that kind of expression on Viktor's face before and Yuuri wants to take it in instead of disturbing it.
It's what he wants to do but he also wants to know what is causing Viktor to make that expression in the first place. Quietly, he'll pad over to the couch and lean against the back of where Viktor was resting. Then gently, as not to surprise him, he'll press a finger into that one particular spot as he smiles down at Makkachin. ]
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It's what he wants to do but he also wants to know what is causing Viktor to make that expression in the first place. Quietly, he'll pad over to the couch and lean against the back of where Viktor was resting. Then gently, as not to surprise him, he'll press a finger into that one particular spot as he smiles down at Makkachin. ]
I'm home, Viktor. Makkachin.