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[ Ah, what to eat, indeed. That's a good question. ]

Well, since you can't win any medals here, I suppose katsudon is off the menu. [ What a cruel man, but he'll continue with listing off a few of his other favorite meals instead. ]

What did you have in mind to get?

[ He'll be interested in hearing what Yuuri would want to eat while they're here. ]

[ There's a weak laugh that comes from Yuuri when Viktor mentions the denial of having katsudon. It was like he never wanted him to have his favorite food... What is with this food shaming.

Some fiance...boyfriend...whatever.

Either way, he'll make a quiet noncommittal noise before turning to look at Viktor. ]

What kind of foods do you like, Viktor?

[ He doesn't need to win Viktor's heart anymore but it was still nice to make him his favorite dishes. ] I can try to make them.

By this point, you should know I just love good food. Maybe I could make an except for a night here or there for some katsudon, since I do love it.

[ He glances at Yuuri in thought and wonders what he should answer. It really was that he just liked good food. Food that made him feel satisfied and it helped when it was obviously made with care. ]

I want you to cook me whatever it is you're most comfortable cooking.

[ It's true that Viktor always seemed to enjoy whatever food was just good to eat. There seemed to be no limit to whatever he enjoyed eating or drinking for that matter. As long as it was good, it would be well received.

However...there had to be something that Viktor liked more than everything else, right? The only thing that he could remember Viktor having the strongest reaction to was his mother's katsudon. ]

That's not fair, you know.

[ Yuuri replies sounding a bit put-out and with a bit of a frown on his face that fades into a bashful look. ]

What if I wanted to make something nice for you? [ He mumbles quietly before regaining his voice long enough to add on: ] I'm not very confident in making my mom's katsudon recipe but I can still try.

[ Moments like this give him a little bit of heartache from how adorable Yuuri can be and he can't help but smile at him affectionately. It's moments like these where it's hard to contain himself and his feelings. They're simple. They're pure. It's closed off and intimate. No concerns of the world. Just concerns about the simple things in life.

Amazing how just simply talking about what Yuuri wants to cook and what he'll attempt can make this subdue atmosphere. This side of their love was so innocent and fresh. But he also knows that Yuuri is probably still grappling with his feelings, considering their recent disagreement. Only now can Yuuri understand what Viktor is feeling. So he doesn't want to push it too much. Maintaining the same physical contact for now was hard, though, he had to admit. But at least he could plaster himself to Yuuri like this without concern. ]

I trust you in whatever you make. How is that unfair?

[ Yuuri wastes no time in replying back to Viktor, this time being the one to crowd him with a serious look in eye. The kind of look when he's being too stubborn and dead serious about whatever he wanted to prove. ]

B, because! That means that anything is fine!

[ Hadn't Viktor heard about if everything is the same then that means nothing is special? Sure it was a great sentiment but Yuuri wanted to do something that stood out above the rest. It was what he had grown into wanting to do. He wanted to always and constantly impress and surprise Viktor as he surprised him.

Though that doesn't mean that Yuuri's any better at describing the things that he wants to do for Viktor. They're all so embarrassing and even though he doesn't have to worry about what Viktor thought about it—it would always be well received—it didn't shake his nerves about the depths of his own feelings. ]

[ He'll continue softly and avoid looking at Viktor in the eye. After his outburst earlier a confession like this was...embarrassing. But it's what he wanted to do. After everything and nothing, it's what he wanted to do. ]

I want to make something special.

[ There's a moment of hesitation before he shifts to let go of Yuuri. Of course, he expects this to be received poorly since he tends to glue himself to Yuuri, but he moves toward the front of Yuuri, gently nudging Makkachin to move. He'll give extra pets later, but he wants to line up in front of Yuuri right now.

Both of his hands reach to take Yuuri's face and he tilts his head to look at him. He wants to make eye contact and he hopes Yuuri doesn't shy away from it. He understands how earnest Yuuri is with this and he doesn't want to dismiss these strong feelings he has for wanting to make him something special. ]

Yuuri. I'm honestly not trying to dismiss you in this. I truly mean it that whatever you made me special is something I would appreciate wholeheartedly. I love food and drinking, but what really makes the meal is the company. [ His thumb gently brushes the corner of Yuuri's lips. ]

I doubt I would have loved katsudon as much if it wasn't made in your home and something I've shared with you. That's why it's such a special and delicious food to me. That's what makes food special to me.

[ Gently, he rests his forehead against Yuuri's, still maintaining that same eye contact. But this also seemed important to him. This is something that Yuuri really wants. ]

If you want to make me something, though, I can suggest a few Russian dishes. It would be like a small taste of home for me and something I could share with you.

[ Go figure that Viktor would want to force Yuuri to look at him once he started to pull away from him. He always seemed to chase after him whenever he ran away and withdrew into himself, however, he would never force himself at Yuuri who was retreating. He'd just meet him at the edge and wait for him there.

Yuuri look still tries to avoid looking at Viktor even though he holds his face and runs a thumb over his lips—the action getting a flush out of him. The color deepens as Viktor speaks of course. Obviously he's more than aware of how the company could improve the taste of the food but...

When their foreheads finally touch, Yuuri will finally meet Viktor's gaze shyly. Shy because of his admission and because of what all what Viktor had told him. Though Yuuri gains confidence as Viktor suggests Russian dishes. ]

Okay. Tell me what those are and we can go get what we need to make them. [ There's that stubbornness showing itself again. ] You had katsudon and even though I've had Yurio's piroshkis, I want to know what you like.

[ At least that answer satisfied Yuuri. Even if it's not exactly his "favorite" food, it's still a taste of home and it'll be something important between the two of them. ]

Borscht, beef stroganoff and zharkoye are all extremely delicious meals. There are others I can suggest, but we can start off with these. Does that sound fair?

[ Maybe, just maybe, this will placate Yuuri and he won't be upset at his difficulty pinning down food choices. At least he seems to be sulking a bit less as he picked up that shy side. ]

[ Of those dishes maybe he's heard of borscht but hearing about something or even eating it doesn't mean he could cook it from just that alone. Either way— ]

It does. [ There's a brighter smile on his face and a nod of his head. ] But you'll have to tell me what's inside of them and how they'll taste since I've never made any of those before.

[ ...which might be terrible in the long run given how giving vague ingredients and what it should taste like, but at the same time it might be fun too. Something they could do together outside of ice skating. ]

I doubt there are any Russian cookbooks here that I could buy.

We'll do our best together on it, then.

[ Since, you know, he might not know everything that's in the dishes. But at least they won't be undercooked pancakes being put on the table. That's a major plus to whatever Yuuri is going to attempt making. And even if it doesn't turn out proper, it'll probably still be pretty decent.

He's relieved that Yuuri isn't pressing harder and seems extremely happy with the answer. Ah. What a fine man he fell in love with... ]

[ If he heard Viktor sigh about the kind of man that he fell for, Yuuri would counter with that he really should be the one saying that. Viktor who was the worlds most desired bachelor with just an ordinary person. ]

I'll be sure to do my best.

[ As he normally did. He would always do his best for Viktor and then some. He didn't need Viktor's approval but he loved it. And with dinner/food arrangements made, Yuuri will free himself from Viktor's grasp and walk towards the door. As much as he allowed Viktor to be as affectionate as he wanted—there were moments that where he had to make sure they actually went out and did things. ]

We should get going. I'm getting kind of hungry now with all of that food talk.

[ And Viktor would argue that he has the most delicious katsudon anyone could imagine. But after that tease, he would kindly remind Yuuri that he believes there's so much more to Yuuri than he'd ever give himself credit over. That's part of the thing, though. He's the one to believe in Yuuri, especially in times where Yuuri faltered and wasn't sure of himself.

Perhaps it's good that Yuuri is so responsible and also not as intensely in love with Viktor as the man is in love with him, since they could actually get things done. Well, at least Viktor does get motivated when it comes to seeing Yuuri on the ice. Since, you know, that is what brought them together. ]

Food does sound quite appealing right now.

[ First he'll tug on his socks before getting up to follow Yuuri and get his coat and other items on. Zero surprise that he slips his arm around Yuuri when he's ready to head out. ]

[ Zero surprise indeed.

Especially after dealing with this kind of affection day in and day out for the span of eight months. If Yuuri hadn't gotten used to this then he would have died where he stood in intense embarrassment, but he did so he continues to go through the motions and leave their apartment to go outside. ]

Should we eat before we go get groceries? [ He'll ask once they're finally outside of the building. Yuuri's sort of building a game plan for them. He hadn't been the type of person to be a real stickler for rules and set plans but if they were going to go skating later then Yuuri had to focus on goals set before that.

Because if he didn't then all bets would be off and the next however many hours would be spent being on the ice. ] I tend to buy more than I need when I'm hungry.

We probably should, so we don't attempt to buy half the store.

[ Viktor's probably into buying food when he's hungry or full, but it's probably slightly better when he's had some food. Or so we hope. But food right that moment does sound good. ]

Where would you like to eat?

[ He only has one suggestion that he can think up, but he's wondering if there are more places to stop by that they should try on their way to the store. ]

[ Given how he was/is a man who has too much money and the ability to spend it however he pleased, Yuuri wouldn't have been surprised. Still, Viktor's question gets Yuuri thinking. A lot of the food here was heavily influenced by the otherworlders. There was a fair amount of Japanese food somewhat readily available to him but...

There was a place that immediately came to mind. ]

I remember seeing this restaurant that caught my eye. [ One that kind of had a dubious air about it—tinted windows and no obvious entrance but instead a staircase that lead down towards a door... ] I don't know what it serves but it smelled really good walking by it.

[ Basically, if he was going to die, he didn't want to be alone..?? ]

[ It's strange for him to have a constraint on money again and being the one to rely on Yuuri to be the breadwinner for the family, at the moment. But he is looking! It's just not exactly easy for him to find a job because, well, when you've only done skating your entire life, well... Some random job probably isn't easy for him. Sure, maybe he's learned some basic cooking skills for just breakfast or some quick meal, but it's probable he hasn't had to worry about that with eating out. And here, even if they can skate again, he isn't going to be awarded large sums of money for what he's doing. Jobs are so hard... ]

Then we should check it out! [ If it smells delicious that means it probably has delicious foods. And Viktor isn't the type to be picky about what kinds of food he's being given as long as it satisfies his taste and hunger. ]

Lead the way. ♥

[ Since it hasn't even been a month, Yuuri isn't going to nag at Viktor for not having a job immediately. He knows that it was good fortune for him to have one literally drop in his lap. Never in his life he would imagined himself working as a barista nor being flirted with for being said barista. The latter being a fact that he didn't realize until much later...

Guess there were people who were deeply interested in otherworlders? ...even after they've expressed how they were not "on the market". He wore a ring on his finger! How much proof did he need?!

Regardless Yuuri leads the way without another word. He navigates them to the place with ease—it was located on an alternative path on his way to work. The outside is as uninspiring as ever and still gives off the feeling of dubiousness. The sign out front (that Yuuri assumes it belongs to the restaurant) simply reads "Tasty Morsels". Yuuri mentally prepares himself as he walks down the stairs and opens the door to the restaurant.

Please don't be weird. Please don't be weird. Please don't be weird.

To his delight, it opens up to a fancy but quaint lobby with a pleasant woman greeting them at a stand. There's nothing concerning about it at all! It looks like a typical fancy hole-in-the-wall place... ... ...except Yuuri is doing his best not to notice the line of men dressed up in various styles(??) lined up on either side of her. May...be they were just there for greeting? Which would be the lie that Yuuri would keep telling himself if one of the guys, a man similarly in build to Viktor but dressed as a butler(??) gives Yuuri an once over and a wink.

...help. ]

Hello! Did you have a reservation?

[ LOOK VIKTOR HE DIDN'T MEANT TO BRING YOU TO A HOST(???) CAFE......RESTAURANT??? ]

[ It's a very good thing that Viktor isn't the jealous type so he doesn't take offense at the guy winking at Yuuri. Obviously this wasn't just some normal restaurant unless they have some very odd practices for greeting customers. In fact, he's quite the opposite of jealous and he's amused by the place already. ]

We do not. We came here on a whim! Do you have space?

[ Yeah, no, he's not backing down on this. Even if it's this type of establishment, if the food is good, they can enjoy themselves! Or, well, he can while Yuuri probably squirms from the extra attention from strangers.

Though, it looks like both of them are getting eyed up. After all, Viktor is quite appetizing, too. Normally it's the guests that are lucky for attractive hosts, but today is probably a delicious treat for the workers of the joint. ]

[ It's also good that Yuuri's too weak of heart to feel any sort of jealousy at how Viktor was being eyed as well. Honestly, it was best that he wasn't given that it was a given that Viktor would attract this kind of attention among the right (or wrong) crowds.

...not that it really matters much because Yuuri is too busy trying to think of a reason why they shouldn't stay after Viktor brazenly continues forth with the plan to eat at this place. Did he really find this amusing? Yuuri could feel the eyes looking at both of them and while that was fine on ice when he was performing, he was definitely not performing right now. ]

Of course! Though I should double check to make sure... [ The woman chirps back before looking down at the register in front of her. It only takes a moment and she's upright again with welcoming smile on her face. ] Good thing I checked, we were fully booked but it looks like we have a booth for two that just opened up. Now, did you have a particular host in mind tonight?

[ Host...?? ]

You're free to select any of the men standing here in the lobby or tell me your preferences and I'll do my best to match them.

[ How.... How was he supposed to respond to this? How was he supposed to deal with this!? The butler who had winked at him was not tilting his head to the side as if to instruct Yuuri to pick him and Yuuri feels nothing but Regret. ]

[ Oh, this would be an interesting meal, indeed. Don't worry, Yuuri, he'll make it up to you later. Though, maybe this is a place he should consider working, given his natural charms. Perhaps, perhaps it's something he'll look into later.

For now he'll just focusing on enjoying this. He taps his chin before he puts and arm around Yuuri and poking him in the cheek. This might show off the ring he's wearing. Sorry, boys, if that disappoints anyone. ]

This is my type.

[ Ah, so blatant and terrible. Sorry, Yuuri... ]

Edited 2017-01-30 06:22 (UTC)

[ Poor Yuuri's mind is going a mile a minute about what to do and if he really had a type to begin with. The only person ever that has crossed Yuuri's mind as anything attractive in that sense had always been Viktor. There might have been an idle thought here or there about Yuuko but they never bloomed into anything.

The thoughts keep pouring into his mind up until Viktor pokes his cheek and causes Yuuri to look up bewildered at what he just said. It's obviously flattering that Viktor picked him over all others as his "type"—Yuuri can't deny that he wondered about that from time to time. Viktor loved him so much but...was he really his "type"? ]

Eh? [ Well, that's what Viktor was going to say in the matter and Yuuri was now his "type". He doesn't miss the way that he's showing off the ring and nervously shows off his as well. Neither does the host or any of the other men in the lobby area. ...strangely, they don't seem to be too bothered. ]

A couple. I see that you're one of those types... I know just who to suggest then! Just follow me to your table and I'll have your host come to your table soon enough.

[ She's not getting weird thoughts is she? ]

[ Of course she's getting weird thoughts about it. Not that Viktor cares. This probably will be the last time they ever come into the place, even if he would consider a place like this for employment. Ultimately, he probably wouldn't.

One hand plants on the back of Yuuri's back and he starts to guide him where the woman is leading them. No need to be shy. No need at all. They've come this far, they might as well finish the show.

Moments like this when Viktor being Viktor is awful for Yuuri, probably. ]

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what if i used my lewd icon for this

double rude

i wanted to edit it but then i was like nah

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i feel like i'm the reason why yuuri suffers so much

i'm glad you'll take all the blame for his suffering :D

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