[ That gentle touch doesn't startle him, just breaking him from his deep thoughts and his gaze shifts to meet Yuuri's eyes. The hand that was being used to gently pet Makkachin shifts to reach up and rest on Yuuri's cheek. The touch is very tender. ]
Welcome home, Yuuri.
[ There's a hint of relief in his voice, seeing Yuuri here. He knows it's selfish of him, but he honestly doesn't care. He's not ready to give up this life he has with Yuuri quite yet. ]
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Welcome home, Yuuri.
[ There's a hint of relief in his voice, seeing Yuuri here. He knows it's selfish of him, but he honestly doesn't care. He's not ready to give up this life he has with Yuuri quite yet. ]