Actually really do think of Yuuri's heart. The hosts don't really follow what "television" is but they figure that it's something public related given the context. They wished they could understand follow better especially when Viktor mentions a word they don't recognize at all. Something that Yuuri will be grateful for since as soon as Viktor mentions it—his face burns harder.
He was really going to make them do this right now, wasn't he? ]
Because Viktor— [ Yuuri tries to find the words to explain himself. It should be obvious why not! This was a private matter and something important to discuss in private as well. Eventually he'll look down away from everyone else and at the table. ]
...do we really have to talk about this right now?
[ Maybe Yuuri should be a lot more forward about the fact that he'd rather not talk about this in front of them specifically because Viktor just tilts his head some at that question. Why should they put off talking about it to any later in the game? ]
Why shouldn't we?
[ Sorry, hosts, Viktor can sometimes be a bit dense about these things and even more sorry to Yuuri for having fallen for this hot mess of a man. ]
[ Just from this brief interaction thus far, the hosts are definitely enjoying themselves and what they're witnessing. Maybe other people might feel as if they'd be intruding on something private, however they certainly don't. It was as though they were watching a real-life drama unfold.
Something that Yuuri gets a whiff of and makes it harder for him to answer. Honestly, did Viktor not see how their hosts were (apparently) on their second drink and were munching away on their appetizers? A small plate of lightly battered and fried vegetables and meats that made Yuuri think of tempura. (WHEN HAD ALL OF THIS ARRIVED?!) ]
Later.
[ He removes himself from Viktor's side and looks down at the table. He also grabs what he assumes is shrimp tempura and holds it to his lips. ]
[ Ouch. That was a blatant rejection when Yuuri peels away from him. If this made him that uncomfortable, Yuuri should have said something from the start. How was he supposed to know? (Read the atmosphere, Viktor.)
But it's amazing what results come when things are properly asked, or told. ]
Later, then. [ There isn't a sulkiness in his voice at that point. Since he's showing Yuuri that he isn't upset to be told to wait on this factor. Maybe if they were somewhere else or if it seemed like Yuuri wouldn't continue the topic, he'd press harder.
Sorry, hosts, show's over and Viktor can't help but let out a sigh at this point. The air felt a lot more tense and a lot less fun than when he initially dragged Yuuri in here. ]
[ The more mild looking host chimes in hopes to break some of the awkwardness that had settled around the table. Yuuri doesn't say anything and instead just keeps nibbling at the shrimp. It tastes good and is seasoned surprisingly well.
Yuuri's silence gets the mild host to chuckle a bit awkwardly and look to his companion who instead just gestures for the food to come and be placed at the table. Apparently the rest of the dishes were to be eaten family style—with the exception of dessert which hadn't been brought out yet.
It all looks great and Yuuri wastes no time silently helping himself to the food. Or, well, that's what Yuuri tries to do, but instead gets his hand politely batted away from the main dishes and instead has portions served to him to eat. Clearly there's some hesitation while handling the cutlery as one of the hosts seems to want to feed Yuuri instead of letting him feed himself. ]
[ Viktor does take note of the host trying to feed Yuuri, but it doesn't seem to bother Viktor all that much. If there were problems, Yuuri would politely decline or buffer the guy away with those advances. That is, if it became too much. Besides, he has no reason to be jealous here.
Instead, he is going to settle in to eating his own meal. While he's fine with being served his portion, he eases away the host that wants to feed him this delicious meal. He likes to be pampered, but not like this. Not unless it was Yuuri feeding him. ]
[ And politely decline, Yuuri did. If he didn't allow Viktor to feed him like this, then there was no way that he was going to allow someone he even knew less to do that. Besides, the connotation with him was more than something "fun" or "flirty". Only couples did that those sort of things with one another.
The hosts look between one another and then between Viktor and Yuuri once everyone was finally eating. They hadn't done anything really close to their jobs or what they were brought here to do, but at the same time, they weren't frustrated. They felt as if they were intruding were starting to wonder if they should just let them be.
...especially how Yuuri wasn't saying much of anything. ]
Would you two like some alone time? I know this isn't really what we should be doing but—
[ They'll look between Yuuri, who still has his head down but has stopped eating, and Viktor again. ]
Consider this our gift to you. We'll put the order on the house.
[ The intention here was to tease Yuuri a bit, but not to have things turn like this. It was a minor trainwreck that happened here. Ah, things needed to get fixed again.
He offers a bit of a warm, but apologetic smile to the hosts. They weren't pushy, which was nice. And to their offer: ]
We'll make sure to come back another time when things are properly sorted out and treat you to a proper meal.
[ It might be weird to say that, given the setting, but... It felt appropriate. Have a proper meal here without the tension with their pair of hosts and spoil them a little bit, without needing the actual hosting associated. ]
[ Whether the intentions were mostly harmless or not, it really did just go completely tits up. However, Yuuri is not unreasonable to deal with and he nods his head in agreement. While this was still in a public place, at least most people here would be wrapped up in something—anything—else that wasn't related to what was happening between them.
Yuuri was just about say something else, but the hosts cut him off by placing a finger onto his lips. Much in the same way that Viktor might (would) have. The similarities dusts his cheeks with some red. ]
Then we'll be off~! Enjoy your meals you two... [ They'll both rise from their seats in unison and give a polite bow before pushing their chairs nback in to leave. ] And we both hope you manage to work something out. You guys look to be a cute couple.
[ Yuuri looks up at that comment and there's an unreadable expression on his face. His shoulders do visibly relax after they hosts have left and Yuuri is officially no longer interested in the food before him. ]
[ After the two have left, Viktor lets out a puff of a sigh. With Yuuri's very poor reaction, he does wonder if he pushed it too far. For once, he does feel a little bit bad, but he doesn't regret it, either. He was being honest about the rings and what he felt.
So, even if there is a bit of distance between them, he's going to flop over and lean hard on Yuuri now that they're alone. He looks up at him, as well. How can anyone resist those pretty blues? ]
Yuuri... Should we take this food back with us and eat there?
[ Surely the hosts wouldn't mind them bagging it up and leaving together, right? ]
[ As Viktor drops his weight onto Yuuri, he does very little to resist against it and allows Viktor to hang on him as he pleases. Yes, he was uncomfortable with how the conversation was going earlier but that was because they had an audience. Now that they were alone, Yuuri could feel himself crawling out from where he was hiding.
Especially with how Viktor was looking at him with the prettiest eyes that he had ever and will ever see. ]
We can finish eating here. [ Yuuri says mildly. ] It'd be hard to go grocery shopping with leftovers.
[ Talking here would be easier too given how everyone was minding their own business. No one would pay them any mind as long as they didn't make a scene. With some hesitation, he picks up a spoon and scoops up some food off of Viktor's plate and shyly holds it up to Viktor to eat. ]
[ Oh. Even that small gesture makes Viktor realize that he's not as closed off and basically going to buffer him off. He had suggested going home first to have their talk so they could resolve things, but maybe Yuuri was amiable to continuing the conversation now?
Either way, he shifts just a little to take the spoonful of food that Yuuri is offering him, settling into a subtle smile afterward and giving Yuuri's shoulder a light nuzzle. ]
Is it okay to talk now? We could always communicate with the amulets, if that'd be better.
[ Though, really, he preferred the talking directly with Yuuri route, especially when they're right by each other, but for the sake of privacy, he'll give him that option, too. ]
[ Yuuri still doesn't really react when Viktor nuzzles his shoulder and instead looks away to poke around at the food in front of them with his spoon. Even though he didn't have to, Yuuri keeps his voice low and only loud enough for Viktor to hear. ]
I don't like the amulets. [ He confesses after a while of poking at the food and eventually helping himself to some of it. He doesn't even bother to switch utensils and uses the very same spoon that Viktor had used. They've kissed once already, hadn't they? And depends on how this conversation goes...
Well, sharing utensils wouldn't be the worse thing ever. Figuring that eating while talking might call for some awkward moments so he puts down the spoon and looks back at Viktor. ] If I want to talk to you, then I rather hear your voice in person.
[ Yuuri goes silent though he makes it known to Viktor that he was still mulling over some words and wanted to say something else. Fingers twitch at the table as he feels the urge to brush aside Viktor's fringe to see more of his face but he holds back.
In a smaller and careful voice, he finally speaks. ]
What are we Viktor?
[ How funny that kissing, touching, and things like this all were okay with Yuuri but the idea of being engaged or even in a relationship with Viktor were a shock to his nerves. But it was something that they never discussed. Everything else he could have written off as just parts of who Viktor was—overtly tactile and affectionate with no sense of personal boundaries. However, if he wanted to put more meaning behind it all... Shouldn't that have been mentioned at least once? ]
You... [ "...are in love with me," is the rest of that sentence that Yuuri can't say. ] I know how you feel about me but I'm still not sure.
[ He knows that he doesn't want Viktor to leave his side and doesn't want Viktor to leave him. Now that he was planning on exploring the idea of coming back on the ice with Yuuri then he didn't have to see things as a finite time anymore. Of course he also knows that Viktor is the person who he has ever cared this deeply for.
But...love? Was this love? It sure did feel like it. ]
[ There is the initial silent agreement about the amulets. He isn't fond of them, either, especially being in person. Granted, it won't stop him from occasionally sending out messages to him when they're not together. It's just like using a cellphone, after all. Well, maybe a little more awkward, but that's beside the point.
Viktor shifts just enough to take the hand of the arm he's leaning on, but otherwise doesn't move away. He doesn't want to physically disconnect from him at all. Even with Yuuri struggling for these answers, it doesn't bother him. ]
I'm willing to wait as long as you need, Yuuri. I won't pretend I'm not impatient or selfish, but for you, on this, I'm willing to wait. To me, you're an entity I can't live without now that I've found you. I want to be with you in every capacity I can.
[ Finally he does shift enough to reach out with his hand that has the ring on it to take Yuuri's hand with the ring, being blatant about this fact. ]
I know you said these were good luck charms, but to me it feels like there's a deeper meaning. You did this on instinct. Yuuri, are you sure you're not just holding back?
[ He's not sure why he would be. Maybe there's a fear of getting lost in those feelings or losing him, himself. It could be that Yuuri doesn't know how to grapple with the feelings and doesn't want to take that full plunge and get lost in it. Perhaps it has to do with his sometimes timid and insecure nature. But from what Viktor's seen on the ice, there's that deep feeling being expressed to the world. He has to wonder what Yuuri is thinking while skating like that. Or maybe it's nothing at all. ]
You're the first person I've loved. Like this, anyway. You've given me a life beyond the ice. I don't want to let that go.
[ Maybe he didn't explicitly answer what they were, but honestly, he can't speak for Yuuri's side of things. Hopefully he explained enough that he wants to be partners with Yuuri for the rest of his life. That he wasn't being totally flippant about the engagement remark. ]
[ Yuuri knows without a shadow of the doubt if anyone else was in this position, they’d be over the moon and head-over-heels in love with Viktor. …or at least eat up all of the affection and attention that he gave. Anyone else would have loved to be treated this kindly and to be respected in this way—Yuuri might even have dared say it was borderlining on unconditional love. Agape. Yuuri knew the fundamental meaning of it and why he would have felt far more comfortable skating to it had he been allowed to choose. But seeing the man he has always idolized holding onto him and speaking sweet nothings to him, Yuuri felt a little lost.
He knew exactly how deep Viktor’s feelings ran and now to actually hear him say it aloud didn’t calm him. Viktor was so confident in his love with Yuuri and didn’t have a shred of doubt about them. For him, Yuuri was that missing piece of him that he never knew he was missing to begin with. He was a person who would endlessly surprise him and want to love for as long as he could. And what about himself? Yuuri was still trying to come to terms of his “love”. ]
You’re so important to me, Viktor. I’ve said how much you’ve done for me and I’m sure you know how I’ve idolized you for so long but...
[ He knows he can’t give Viktor all of the credit for everything that’s happened to him, since he knows he was instrumental in a lot of that himself. Without his own personal drive, he wouldn’t have made it this far. Not to mention, Viktor was still a shitty coach from time to time who didn’t know how to handle Yuuri’s fragile heart. ]
But what I feel now—I’ve never felt this way for anyone. [ Something that Yuuri’s said multiple times and each time it keeps coming back to whether or not if it was “love”. He was pretty certain it felt like it but it also felt more than just simple love. Love was too cheap of a word and yet admitting that it was something more than that was hard. Maybe for now it would be a compromise to put a proper “label” on them until Yuuri could feel entirely comfortable with what they were. For him to have a word to cling to and explore. ] ...would you really want to marry me?
[ Even though Yuuri is certain that the answer is “yes”, he wants to hear it come from Viktor’s mouth. He wants to not let there be any kind of gray area or assumptions about what they were be between one another. Yuuri looks at their joined hands and feels his face burn as he continues. ]
Do you want to be in a relationship?
[ Unspoken were Yuuri’s thoughts of, With me? Out of all of the people that you could have easily had… ]
[ There is a small laugh at the bit about him being too patient. That's something he'd never heard in his entire life. But he also knows that Yuuri can't be pushed too hard or he'll be too stubborn about it or reject him in his own way. Maybe a part of him is holding back and teasing at their relationship to see if he could draw out that impatience again he's seen in Yuuri's skating.
But as he continues, the smile turns into a warm fondness and that cool, but exhilarating and refreshing air of the ice returns around them. There is a very comforting crispness and it makes Viktor shift just a little bit closer to Yuuri. Basically, he's plastered to him at this point.
He does let go of Yuuri's hand and moves so he can place both hands on Yuuri's face and look at him directly. Maybe people would just assume that he was a host having fun with the guest. Luckily this was the type of place that this wouldn't be too out of place so that no one would bother looking over. Especially since they were busy with their own host.
As he looks into Yuuri's eyes, it's almost like his own are shimmering. It's uncertain if that's because of this place or just his general feelings for Yuuri boiling up inside. Probably a bit of both. ]
You are the only person I could see myself spending my entire life with and even that wouldn't be enough time.
[ His words come out so thick with affection that it's easy to hear the sheer heartache from all the love he holds inside. It's like there's a dam about ready to break and even Viktor has been uncertain how much longer he could just tread water before being pulled down by this undertow of emotion. Or maybe he was already drowning in it. ]
If you'll have me.
[ For as overconfident as Viktor can be, that statement is a moment of vulnerability. There's zero doubt in his own feelings and while it's not that he doubts the capacity of what Yuuri feelings, knowingly or unknowingly, there was still the possibility through all of this that it isn't what Yuuri wants, especially being uncertain of his own feelings. ]
[ Trust Viktor not to have answered it simply, but then again the fact that he didn't makes the whole situation far more meaningful...in a way.
He thinks back to the time where Viktor had told him that when Yuuri demanded him to stay with him until the Grand Prix Final it sounded like a marriage proposal, but given what Viktor had just said to him right now, Yuuri was inclined to disagree. Here was Viktor basically throwing himself at Yuuri's feet in the hopes that he'll accept him. He wants to accept him. Of course he wants to accept him! There's no other person in the entire world that he has ever met that has come close to what Yuuri was feeling.
Yet, there's still some lingering hesitations. Yuuri, without a doubt, feels a love for Viktor and one that overpowers him and makes him really worry about how their emotions might be affecting the other patrons in the restaurant. The crisp air between them is joined by the fluttering breeze of Yuuri's own emotions and coupled with a familiar smell of a sea breeze. Small wildflowers seem to take bloom on the table in front of them as Yuuri tries to find the words he wants to say.
They're easy words. Simple. A single word would suffice too if Yuuri was feeling too cowardly to be any more honest than that. But the words are stuck in his throat as Yuuri loses focus and stares back at Viktor unknowing what kind of face he's making. Something in the back of his head tells him that he's being so selfish to have Viktor to all of himself like this but...but that's a feeling that dies out as he raises a hand to push aside the fringe that normally covered one of his eyes.
Viktor loves him so much. He honestly and truly loves him so much. Forget about the feeling that Viktor forced upon Yuuri before, he could tell from just that look alone. Yuuri still may not understand completely what it is that he feels for Viktor, frustratingly so, but he does know that he wants nothing more than what is staring back at him right now. And after so many false starts of trying to find the words to say, Yuuri manages something: ]
Now, this sounds like a marriage proposal.
[ There's a trace of humor in his voice. Light and teasing, but when Yuuri speaks he keeps his voice no louder than a whisper. He doesn't need anyone else to know what is going on. The smell, flowers, and coolness are already interrupting some of the patrons who are nearby. The floaty feeling affecting everyone else and causing others to feel as infatuated and enamored as them. ]
[ The little spring scene that's blossoming through the gentle ice makes for an interesting scene in this restaurant. One that the makers don't seem to be honed in on. But it didn't matter what was going on in the world around them from their emotions right now. To Viktor, all that mattered was Yuuri. Nothing else. It could be argued that most of the time this was true anyway, outside of Makkachin. Maybe this is why he was able to pick up on a lot of things with Yuuri and remember details. To him, Yuuri was the most interesting thing in the world.
It seemed a little unfair to Viktor, though. Here he was putting his heart on a platter and holding it out for Yuuri and all he does is tease him. Granted, there have been plenty of times where he teased Yuuri, as well, but it was a little disheartening. Even so, he presses through those feelings and focuses even more on Yuuri. ]
And maybe you're right. Maybe I am being too patient.
[ He leans in closer to him, making the gap almost nothing between them, eyes still focused wholly on Yuuri. The gentle affection turning to something more intense and that coolness starting to pick up an edge of heat to it. A heat akin to that feeling after having skated an intense competition and giving it your all. His breath is hot on Yuuri's lips as he lingers there for a few moments. ]
Then again, aren't you supposed to seal your wedding vows with a kiss?
[ That's all the warning Yuuri has before Viktor places his lips on Yuuri's. It's something tender, but has an edge of neediness to him. He wants to convey his feelings as a whole to him, but it's obvious there's a tight leash he's keeping himself on so as to not get carried away, especially here in public. There is a slight tenseness in his posture, waiting for some form of reciprocation and a hint of worry that Yuuri will just push him away or pull away himself.
This kiss isn't like the one they shared before when he did it to surprise Yuuri. No, this kiss is pure in every sense of the word. Once again, he's exposing his raw emotions and hoping to get his point across. This is the forever he means. This is his answer to if he wants to marry Yuuri and be a couple with him. Or he hopes it's enough to express that. ]
[ If there were any words that Yuuri wanted to say in response before Viktor kisses him, then they were all lost and to be possibly stated later. And to claim that he didn’t see the kiss coming was to be lying because Yuuri definitely saw something coming and with how close Viktor had moved their faces together, he could only assume it would be a kiss. Honestly there had been so many times where Viktor was barely inches from his face and every single one of those times, he wouldn’t have been surprised if he just moved in just a bit closer to kiss him. Then again, when they did share their first kiss, it did come as a surprise to him. Who expects for their coach to come jumping at them for a kiss on international television?
Definitely not Yuuri.
Strangely, despite all of Yuuri’s hesitations in regards to Viktor’s displays of affection for him and how he lavishes it onto Yuuri as if he would die if he didn’t, the kiss doesn’t quite make his face burn as hotly as all of those other more subtle or overt actions. Yuuri can still feel his ears grow hot as a result from the kiss but it’s not the same level of all-encompassing embarrassment. Instead of burning heat that would normally flood the area and make things worrisome for anything malleable, the small wildflowers that were in the process of blooming are now in full bloom. He doesn’t know what a kiss is supposed to feel like, but Yuuri can’t shake the feeling that it feels a bit tense—like Viktor was afraid.
Shyly and gently, he’ll wrap his arms around Viktor and relax into the kiss unlike their first time. He has no experience in regards to how or what he’s supposed to do with kissing but Yuuri does his best to take a moment to kiss back. However awkward and timid it might have come across he embraces Viktor’s feelings. His anxieties regarding the status of his feelings taking a backseat as he enjoys the moment. It is only a moment as a soft gasp from a passing patron reminds Yuuri that they were public and he quietly but not quickly pulls back.
His face is flushed and he averts his gaze from Viktor momentarily. ]
I do.
[ The answer, vague as it is and severely taken out of context, comes with a gaze from behind eyelashes. Hopefully the delay and out-of-orderness of Yuuri’s reply wouldn’t bother Viktor. After all, they’ve done this all out of order. Dates, confessions, proposals, marriage… Rings that were supposed to be an omamori were now having the extra weight of possibly being engagement rings. What did it matter if Viktor sealed their “wedding vows” with a kiss before Yuuri had any say? ]
[ The moment that Yuuri begins to reciprocate the kiss and wrap his arms around him is the moment that tension seems to melt from Viktor's body completely. Maybe he didn't even realize that he was like that and lets out a sigh of relief into the kiss before Yuuri pulls away.
Unlike other times, he doesn't pout from him pulling away like this. It isn't that kneejerk reaction of plastering himself against the nearest wall like a cornered animal. Instead, they're sharing a very tender and very real moment together. Honestly, he doesn't care about that surprised sound from the patron, but he knows that Yuuri is much more reserved than he is, so he won't push for more right this moment.
Though, this is also Viktor we're talking about and he isn't exactly Prince Charming on a personal level. He shifts to press his lips against Yuuri's ear, a hint of a grin there. ]
I won't say "I do," until you get that gold medal. [ But he gives a soft kiss to his ear. ] But I am officially yours, Yuuri Katsuki.
[ Of all of the replies he had half expected to hear... It's both very fitting and immensely embarrassing.
If Yuuri had any purely mean spirited bone in his body, he would have made some sort of rude remark to counter Viktor's very...Viktor-like reply. He still doesn't want him to get away with that cheeky remark but the kiss on his ear is a total cheap shot and while he wasn't burning up before from embarrassment, he certainly is now. Instinctively, one of Yuuri's hands will immediately go to cover the ear which Viktor had kissed.
Kissing was fine in public (or on the international stage) but small displays of affection like this were too much? It makes no sense, obviously, but there's not more he can do. The flowers on the table are still in bloom but instead of a gentle crispness from Yuuri, there's a more heated and oppressive air around him.
He had wanted to get better with his embarrassment but there was only so much he could do. But now that flare of embarrassment slowly subsiding, he gives Viktor a bit of a challenging but extremely flustered look. ]
I...I'm your's as well. [ He tries to keep his voice even but it wavers regardless. Yuuri wanted them to be equals and if Viktor "belonged" to him, then he "belonged" to Viktor. And even if that didn't exactly spell out what they were in the simplest of terms, it was enough for now. ] And I'm going to win that gold medal, too.
[ It's the first thing that came to Viktor's mind and if he was anyone else, it probably would have been such a grossly inappropriate thing to say. At this point, Yuuri should just be used to that type of thing. How awful for him. But given they've personally known each other for months and Yuuri still gave him a ring (even if it's a good luck charm,) it's apparently something that Yuuri's accepted about Viktor. Or at least tolerates.
That alone should be proof that he loves Viktor. Putting up with all his bullshit. ]
That's the confidence I like to hear. [ There's zero sarcasm in his voice at that. He honestly did love the idea of Yuuri being determined for the gold. Not because of the medal itself, but the meaning behind it. It meant that Yuuri would put his whole being into his routines. ]
[ When did Yuuri not put his whole being into his routines?
Okay, there were several times where he didn't put his whole heart into it but those were days in the past. Nowadays the only thing that could affect his skating were his own nerves. He wanted nothing but to impress Viktor and to skate in such a way that he would look nowhere else but him. ]
Are you still hungry?
[ They were here originally for the food and even though they hadn't eaten all of the food that was brought to them, Yuuri has at least eaten a fair amount of what was there. ...not that he was eating his feelings or anything like that.
A more crass person would say something regarding "hunger", but was Viktor one of those types? ]
If we're done here we can just go and get groceries now.
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Actually really do think of Yuuri's heart. The hosts don't really follow what "television" is but they figure that it's something public related given the context. They wished they could understand follow better especially when Viktor mentions a word they don't recognize at all. Something that Yuuri will be grateful for since as soon as Viktor mentions it—his face burns harder.
He was really going to make them do this right now, wasn't he? ]
Because Viktor— [ Yuuri tries to find the words to explain himself. It should be obvious why not! This was a private matter and something important to discuss in private as well. Eventually he'll look down away from everyone else and at the table. ]
...do we really have to talk about this right now?
[ "In front of them"? ]
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Why shouldn't we?
[ Sorry, hosts, Viktor can sometimes be a bit dense about these things and even more sorry to Yuuri for having fallen for this hot mess of a man. ]
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Something that Yuuri gets a whiff of and makes it harder for him to answer. Honestly, did Viktor not see how their hosts were (apparently) on their second drink and were munching away on their appetizers? A small plate of lightly battered and fried vegetables and meats that made Yuuri think of tempura. (WHEN HAD ALL OF THIS ARRIVED?!) ]
Later.
[ He removes himself from Viktor's side and looks down at the table. He also grabs what he assumes is shrimp tempura and holds it to his lips. ]
Please, Viktor.
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But it's amazing what results come when things are properly asked, or told. ]
Later, then. [ There isn't a sulkiness in his voice at that point. Since he's showing Yuuri that he isn't upset to be told to wait on this factor. Maybe if they were somewhere else or if it seemed like Yuuri wouldn't continue the topic, he'd press harder.
Sorry, hosts, show's over and Viktor can't help but let out a sigh at this point. The air felt a lot more tense and a lot less fun than when he initially dragged Yuuri in here. ]
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[ The more mild looking host chimes in hopes to break some of the awkwardness that had settled around the table. Yuuri doesn't say anything and instead just keeps nibbling at the shrimp. It tastes good and is seasoned surprisingly well.
Yuuri's silence gets the mild host to chuckle a bit awkwardly and look to his companion who instead just gestures for the food to come and be placed at the table. Apparently the rest of the dishes were to be eaten family style—with the exception of dessert which hadn't been brought out yet.
It all looks great and Yuuri wastes no time silently helping himself to the food. Or, well, that's what Yuuri tries to do, but instead gets his hand politely batted away from the main dishes and instead has portions served to him to eat. Clearly there's some hesitation while handling the cutlery as one of the hosts seems to want to feed Yuuri instead of letting him feed himself. ]
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[ Viktor does take note of the host trying to feed Yuuri, but it doesn't seem to bother Viktor all that much. If there were problems, Yuuri would politely decline or buffer the guy away with those advances. That is, if it became too much. Besides, he has no reason to be jealous here.
Instead, he is going to settle in to eating his own meal. While he's fine with being served his portion, he eases away the host that wants to feed him this delicious meal. He likes to be pampered, but not like this. Not unless it was Yuuri feeding him. ]
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The hosts look between one another and then between Viktor and Yuuri once everyone was finally eating. They hadn't done anything really close to their jobs or what they were brought here to do, but at the same time, they weren't frustrated. They felt as if they were intruding were starting to wonder if they should just let them be.
...especially how Yuuri wasn't saying much of anything. ]
Would you two like some alone time? I know this isn't really what we should be doing but—
[ They'll look between Yuuri, who still has his head down but has stopped eating, and Viktor again. ]
Consider this our gift to you. We'll put the order on the house.
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He offers a bit of a warm, but apologetic smile to the hosts. They weren't pushy, which was nice. And to their offer: ]
We'll make sure to come back another time when things are properly sorted out and treat you to a proper meal.
[ It might be weird to say that, given the setting, but... It felt appropriate. Have a proper meal here without the tension with their pair of hosts and spoil them a little bit, without needing the actual hosting associated. ]
If you're okay with that, Yuuri.
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Yuuri was just about say something else, but the hosts cut him off by placing a finger onto his lips. Much in the same way that Viktor might (would) have. The similarities dusts his cheeks with some red. ]
Then we'll be off~! Enjoy your meals you two... [ They'll both rise from their seats in unison and give a polite bow before pushing their chairs nback in to leave. ] And we both hope you manage to work something out. You guys look to be a cute couple.
[ Yuuri looks up at that comment and there's an unreadable expression on his face. His shoulders do visibly relax after they hosts have left and Yuuri is officially no longer interested in the food before him. ]
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So, even if there is a bit of distance between them, he's going to flop over and lean hard on Yuuri now that they're alone. He looks up at him, as well. How can anyone resist those pretty blues? ]
Yuuri... Should we take this food back with us and eat there?
[ Surely the hosts wouldn't mind them bagging it up and leaving together, right? ]
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Especially with how Viktor was looking at him with the prettiest eyes that he had ever and will ever see. ]
We can finish eating here. [ Yuuri says mildly. ] It'd be hard to go grocery shopping with leftovers.
[ Talking here would be easier too given how everyone was minding their own business. No one would pay them any mind as long as they didn't make a scene. With some hesitation, he picks up a spoon and scoops up some food off of Viktor's plate and shyly holds it up to Viktor to eat. ]
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Either way, he shifts just a little to take the spoonful of food that Yuuri is offering him, settling into a subtle smile afterward and giving Yuuri's shoulder a light nuzzle. ]
Is it okay to talk now? We could always communicate with the amulets, if that'd be better.
[ Though, really, he preferred the talking directly with Yuuri route, especially when they're right by each other, but for the sake of privacy, he'll give him that option, too. ]
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I don't like the amulets. [ He confesses after a while of poking at the food and eventually helping himself to some of it. He doesn't even bother to switch utensils and uses the very same spoon that Viktor had used. They've kissed once already, hadn't they? And depends on how this conversation goes...
Well, sharing utensils wouldn't be the worse thing ever. Figuring that eating while talking might call for some awkward moments so he puts down the spoon and looks back at Viktor. ] If I want to talk to you, then I rather hear your voice in person.
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In a smaller and careful voice, he finally speaks. ]
What are we Viktor?
[ How funny that kissing, touching, and things like this all were okay with Yuuri but the idea of being engaged or even in a relationship with Viktor were a shock to his nerves. But it was something that they never discussed. Everything else he could have written off as just parts of who Viktor was—overtly tactile and affectionate with no sense of personal boundaries. However, if he wanted to put more meaning behind it all... Shouldn't that have been mentioned at least once? ]
You... [ "...are in love with me," is the rest of that sentence that Yuuri can't say. ] I know how you feel about me but I'm still not sure.
[ He knows that he doesn't want Viktor to leave his side and doesn't want Viktor to leave him. Now that he was planning on exploring the idea of coming back on the ice with Yuuri then he didn't have to see things as a finite time anymore. Of course he also knows that Viktor is the person who he has ever cared this deeply for.
But...love? Was this love? It sure did feel like it. ]
Not entirely, that is.
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Viktor shifts just enough to take the hand of the arm he's leaning on, but otherwise doesn't move away. He doesn't want to physically disconnect from him at all. Even with Yuuri struggling for these answers, it doesn't bother him. ]
I'm willing to wait as long as you need, Yuuri. I won't pretend I'm not impatient or selfish, but for you, on this, I'm willing to wait. To me, you're an entity I can't live without now that I've found you. I want to be with you in every capacity I can.
[ Finally he does shift enough to reach out with his hand that has the ring on it to take Yuuri's hand with the ring, being blatant about this fact. ]
I know you said these were good luck charms, but to me it feels like there's a deeper meaning. You did this on instinct. Yuuri, are you sure you're not just holding back?
[ He's not sure why he would be. Maybe there's a fear of getting lost in those feelings or losing him, himself. It could be that Yuuri doesn't know how to grapple with the feelings and doesn't want to take that full plunge and get lost in it. Perhaps it has to do with his sometimes timid and insecure nature. But from what Viktor's seen on the ice, there's that deep feeling being expressed to the world. He has to wonder what Yuuri is thinking while skating like that. Or maybe it's nothing at all. ]
You're the first person I've loved. Like this, anyway. You've given me a life beyond the ice. I don't want to let that go.
[ Maybe he didn't explicitly answer what they were, but honestly, he can't speak for Yuuri's side of things. Hopefully he explained enough that he wants to be partners with Yuuri for the rest of his life. That he wasn't being totally flippant about the engagement remark. ]
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[ Yuuri knows without a shadow of the doubt if anyone else was in this position, they’d be over the moon and head-over-heels in love with Viktor. …or at least eat up all of the affection and attention that he gave. Anyone else would have loved to be treated this kindly and to be respected in this way—Yuuri might even have dared say it was borderlining on unconditional love. Agape. Yuuri knew the fundamental meaning of it and why he would have felt far more comfortable skating to it had he been allowed to choose. But seeing the man he has always idolized holding onto him and speaking sweet nothings to him, Yuuri felt a little lost.
He knew exactly how deep Viktor’s feelings ran and now to actually hear him say it aloud didn’t calm him. Viktor was so confident in his love with Yuuri and didn’t have a shred of doubt about them. For him, Yuuri was that missing piece of him that he never knew he was missing to begin with. He was a person who would endlessly surprise him and want to love for as long as he could. And what about himself? Yuuri was still trying to come to terms of his “love”. ]
You’re so important to me, Viktor. I’ve said how much you’ve done for me and I’m sure you know how I’ve idolized you for so long but...
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But what I feel now—I’ve never felt this way for anyone. [ Something that Yuuri’s said multiple times and each time it keeps coming back to whether or not if it was “love”. He was pretty certain it felt like it but it also felt more than just simple love. Love was too cheap of a word and yet admitting that it was something more than that was hard. Maybe for now it would be a compromise to put a proper “label” on them until Yuuri could feel entirely comfortable with what they were. For him to have a word to cling to and explore. ] ...would you really want to marry me?
[ Even though Yuuri is certain that the answer is “yes”, he wants to hear it come from Viktor’s mouth. He wants to not let there be any kind of gray area or assumptions about what they were be between one another. Yuuri looks at their joined hands and feels his face burn as he continues. ]
Do you want to be in a relationship?
[ Unspoken were Yuuri’s thoughts of, With me? Out of all of the people that you could have easily had… ]
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But as he continues, the smile turns into a warm fondness and that cool, but exhilarating and refreshing air of the ice returns around them. There is a very comforting crispness and it makes Viktor shift just a little bit closer to Yuuri. Basically, he's plastered to him at this point.
He does let go of Yuuri's hand and moves so he can place both hands on Yuuri's face and look at him directly. Maybe people would just assume that he was a host having fun with the guest. Luckily this was the type of place that this wouldn't be too out of place so that no one would bother looking over. Especially since they were busy with their own host.
As he looks into Yuuri's eyes, it's almost like his own are shimmering. It's uncertain if that's because of this place or just his general feelings for Yuuri boiling up inside. Probably a bit of both. ]
You are the only person I could see myself spending my entire life with and even that wouldn't be enough time.
[ His words come out so thick with affection that it's easy to hear the sheer heartache from all the love he holds inside. It's like there's a dam about ready to break and even Viktor has been uncertain how much longer he could just tread water before being pulled down by this undertow of emotion. Or maybe he was already drowning in it. ]
If you'll have me.
[ For as overconfident as Viktor can be, that statement is a moment of vulnerability. There's zero doubt in his own feelings and while it's not that he doubts the capacity of what Yuuri feelings, knowingly or unknowingly, there was still the possibility through all of this that it isn't what Yuuri wants, especially being uncertain of his own feelings. ]
this is fucking gay
He thinks back to the time where Viktor had told him that when Yuuri demanded him to stay with him until the Grand Prix Final it sounded like a marriage proposal, but given what Viktor had just said to him right now, Yuuri was inclined to disagree. Here was Viktor basically throwing himself at Yuuri's feet in the hopes that he'll accept him. He wants to accept him. Of course he wants to accept him! There's no other person in the entire world that he has ever met that has come close to what Yuuri was feeling.
Yet, there's still some lingering hesitations. Yuuri, without a doubt, feels a love for Viktor and one that overpowers him and makes him really worry about how their emotions might be affecting the other patrons in the restaurant. The crisp air between them is joined by the fluttering breeze of Yuuri's own emotions and coupled with a familiar smell of a sea breeze. Small wildflowers seem to take bloom on the table in front of them as Yuuri tries to find the words he wants to say.
They're easy words. Simple. A single word would suffice too if Yuuri was feeling too cowardly to be any more honest than that. But the words are stuck in his throat as Yuuri loses focus and stares back at Viktor unknowing what kind of face he's making. Something in the back of his head tells him that he's being so selfish to have Viktor to all of himself like this but...but that's a feeling that dies out as he raises a hand to push aside the fringe that normally covered one of his eyes.
Viktor loves him so much. He honestly and truly loves him so much. Forget about the feeling that Viktor forced upon Yuuri before, he could tell from just that look alone. Yuuri still may not understand completely what it is that he feels for Viktor, frustratingly so, but he does know that he wants nothing more than what is staring back at him right now. And after so many false starts of trying to find the words to say, Yuuri manages something: ]
Now, this sounds like a marriage proposal.
[ There's a trace of humor in his voice. Light and teasing, but when Yuuri speaks he keeps his voice no louder than a whisper. He doesn't need anyone else to know what is going on. The smell, flowers, and coolness are already interrupting some of the patrons who are nearby. The floaty feeling affecting everyone else and causing others to feel as infatuated and enamored as them. ]
Or maybe a part of a wedding vow.
flowers...
It seemed a little unfair to Viktor, though. Here he was putting his heart on a platter and holding it out for Yuuri and all he does is tease him. Granted, there have been plenty of times where he teased Yuuri, as well, but it was a little disheartening. Even so, he presses through those feelings and focuses even more on Yuuri. ]
And maybe you're right. Maybe I am being too patient.
[ He leans in closer to him, making the gap almost nothing between them, eyes still focused wholly on Yuuri. The gentle affection turning to something more intense and that coolness starting to pick up an edge of heat to it. A heat akin to that feeling after having skated an intense competition and giving it your all. His breath is hot on Yuuri's lips as he lingers there for a few moments. ]
Then again, aren't you supposed to seal your wedding vows with a kiss?
[ That's all the warning Yuuri has before Viktor places his lips on Yuuri's. It's something tender, but has an edge of neediness to him. He wants to convey his feelings as a whole to him, but it's obvious there's a tight leash he's keeping himself on so as to not get carried away, especially here in public. There is a slight tenseness in his posture, waiting for some form of reciprocation and a hint of worry that Yuuri will just push him away or pull away himself.
This kiss isn't like the one they shared before when he did it to surprise Yuuri. No, this kiss is pure in every sense of the word. Once again, he's exposing his raw emotions and hoping to get his point across. This is the forever he means. This is his answer to if he wants to marry Yuuri and be a couple with him. Or he hopes it's enough to express that. ]
look....................
Definitely not Yuuri.
Strangely, despite all of Yuuri’s hesitations in regards to Viktor’s displays of affection for him and how he lavishes it onto Yuuri as if he would die if he didn’t, the kiss doesn’t quite make his face burn as hotly as all of those other more subtle or overt actions. Yuuri can still feel his ears grow hot as a result from the kiss but it’s not the same level of all-encompassing embarrassment. Instead of burning heat that would normally flood the area and make things worrisome for anything malleable, the small wildflowers that were in the process of blooming are now in full bloom. He doesn’t know what a kiss is supposed to feel like, but Yuuri can’t shake the feeling that it feels a bit tense—like Viktor was afraid.
Shyly and gently, he’ll wrap his arms around Viktor and relax into the kiss unlike their first time. He has no experience in regards to how or what he’s supposed to do with kissing but Yuuri does his best to take a moment to kiss back. However awkward and timid it might have come across he embraces Viktor’s feelings. His anxieties regarding the status of his feelings taking a backseat as he enjoys the moment. It is only a moment as a soft gasp from a passing patron reminds Yuuri that they were public and he quietly but not quickly pulls back.
His face is flushed and he averts his gaze from Viktor momentarily. ]
I do.
[ The answer, vague as it is and severely taken out of context, comes with a gaze from behind eyelashes. Hopefully the delay and out-of-orderness of Yuuri’s reply wouldn’t bother Viktor. After all, they’ve done this all out of order. Dates, confessions, proposals, marriage… Rings that were supposed to be an omamori were now having the extra weight of possibly being engagement rings. What did it matter if Viktor sealed their “wedding vows” with a kiss before Yuuri had any say? ]
flowers, tho
Unlike other times, he doesn't pout from him pulling away like this. It isn't that kneejerk reaction of plastering himself against the nearest wall like a cornered animal. Instead, they're sharing a very tender and very real moment together. Honestly, he doesn't care about that surprised sound from the patron, but he knows that Yuuri is much more reserved than he is, so he won't push for more right this moment.
Though, this is also Viktor we're talking about and he isn't exactly Prince Charming on a personal level. He shifts to press his lips against Yuuri's ear, a hint of a grin there. ]
I won't say "I do," until you get that gold medal. [ But he gives a soft kiss to his ear. ] But I am officially yours, Yuuri Katsuki.
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If Yuuri had any purely mean spirited bone in his body, he would have made some sort of rude remark to counter Viktor's very...Viktor-like reply. He still doesn't want him to get away with that cheeky remark but the kiss on his ear is a total cheap shot and while he wasn't burning up before from embarrassment, he certainly is now. Instinctively, one of Yuuri's hands will immediately go to cover the ear which Viktor had kissed.
Kissing was fine in public (or on the international stage) but small displays of affection like this were too much? It makes no sense, obviously, but there's not more he can do. The flowers on the table are still in bloom but instead of a gentle crispness from Yuuri, there's a more heated and oppressive air around him.
He had wanted to get better with his embarrassment but there was only so much he could do. But now that flare of embarrassment slowly subsiding, he gives Viktor a bit of a challenging but extremely flustered look. ]
I...I'm your's as well. [ He tries to keep his voice even but it wavers regardless. Yuuri wanted them to be equals and if Viktor "belonged" to him, then he "belonged" to Viktor. And even if that didn't exactly spell out what they were in the simplest of terms, it was enough for now. ] And I'm going to win that gold medal, too.
i love you.......
That alone should be proof that he loves Viktor. Putting up with all his bullshit. ]
That's the confidence I like to hear. [ There's zero sarcasm in his voice at that. He honestly did love the idea of Yuuri being determined for the gold. Not because of the medal itself, but the meaning behind it. It meant that Yuuri would put his whole being into his routines. ]
shoves you to the ground
Okay, there were several times where he didn't put his whole heart into it but those were days in the past. Nowadays the only thing that could affect his skating were his own nerves. He wanted nothing but to impress Viktor and to skate in such a way that he would look nowhere else but him. ]
Are you still hungry?
[ They were here originally for the food and even though they hadn't eaten all of the food that was brought to them, Yuuri has at least eaten a fair amount of what was there. ...not that he was eating his feelings or anything like that.
A more crass person would say something regarding "hunger", but was Viktor one of those types? ]
If we're done here we can just go and get groceries now.
wow...
tell me you didn't deserve it
I DIDN'T
SHOVES AGAIN
MEAN
i know the truth tho
n-no
stares at you
stares back
slowly shakes head
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i tried to link a gif of yuuri in eros mode but then i got embarrassed help me
no one can help you...
no... someone must be able to
nope, sorry
leave me