[ 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.
[ When he was holding back and staying in that "warm up" mode. Clearly he needed to get over that hurdle of insecurity that was holding him back just that little bit. So perhaps it wasn't so much that he wasn't putting in his whole being, it was a little different than that.
And while Viktor could be a crass person from time to time in private, this isn't something that registers for him to be like that. So he doesn't just go for sexual hunger as being an implication here. ]
We should take the leftovers with us. [ He could honestly probably eat more, but at this point, he wanted to get home with Yuuri. Sure, they had their mind on the ice, but things got majorly derailed with their conversation. These things happen. It's also probable that Viktor had left food behind from time-to-time at a restaurant, but the fact that this was a "gift" from their hosts, it would be rude to leave things behind. Especially the dessert they hadn't even tried. ]
We could always take a detour to the apartment to drop them off and then get shopping.
[ One of them could wait outside, even, so that they wouldn't be tempted to just stay in after returning home. ]
[ We all know that if it was Chris, he totally would, but that's also neither here nor there. It would also be a bit too soon to be making those sort of comments towards Yuuri. Unless, that is, he wanted Yuuri to run from him. If that was the case then he would be more than welcomed to make those sort of crass comments towards Yuuri. ]
We could.
[ Yuuri says thoughtfully as he decides to spoon himself some more food but change his mind at the last minute and holds it up towards Viktor. He just honestly hoped that Viktor wasn't going to get too comfortable with this treatment and expect more of it. ]
But if we make two detours back to the apartment then we'll never make it to the ice.
[ Unless that's Viktor's plan now. They had been so excited to get to it. ]
[ Viktor's long since learned about Yuuri's shyness and has him plaster himself against the wall when he's been too forward in his comments. That's why most of the come ones have been more tactile than commentary and that seems to work a lot better for the both of them. Even if it causes misunderstandings. ]
That's true. We could always opt for dropping this off at the apartment, head to the ice, and then grab some groceries on the way home. That would work, wouldn't it?
[ They shouldn't be too tired and as long as they didn't let the time completely disappear so that everything would be closed, it would be fine. Not only that, they would have food left over in case they did miss shopping and could easily remedy that by getting up early the next day. It wouldn't be that big of a deal, either way. ]
[ Yuuri's honestly a bit doubtful about how promptly they'll be able to return home, rather, go to a grocery store after all of the skating that they'll do (or he'll want to do) but it was still a solid plan overall.]
Yeah, I think that'd be fine.
[ With that decided, Yuuri will look to flag down one of the servers to have their things packed up and to-go. Maybe he shouldn't have been too surprised to know that they would have taken all of the plates themselves to be packed away given how nice of the place it was, but he was. Mainly because the server gave them a weird look when they noticed how they were missing their hosts. ]
[ Even if they'll be a bit tired, they didn't have to do all the shopping they needed for however long. A couple days, or even just one, would be enough so that they would have food for the immediate future. So, it's not like they'd have to spend too long in a store or carry too much back. Plus, having two bodies meant they would be able to carry an equal share. Maybe. If Viktor carried anything at all. That was questionable. ]
Then it's settled.
[ The skating part of the deal was probably the most important part of their plans, honestly. ]
[ And settled it was. The server returns with their packed up leftovers allowing them to make it back to the flat that they were staying at without any other further problem. Yuuri makes sure that neither one of them linger too long and give Makkachin all of the affection he needed as they left him alone a bit longer.
Then it was to the teleporters that would transport them to where the rink was located, or well, the city that the rink was located. Yuuri hadn't really liked the teleporter too terribly much finding the whole experience something rather unnerving. How was he supposed to know for certain that he wasn't going not make it to where they were? Also how did any of that stuff actually work?
Well, whatever the case, they made it finally to the rink without many hiccups. Casual small talk had between the two of them and Yuuri reaching out every so often to brush his fingers against Viktor's hand, too shy to hold it himself. Not that it matters currently. ]
There really is a rink...
[ There's a childish awe in Yuuri's voice as he sees the ice before them. It's definitely not Olympic sized but it's better than nothing. The next step that Yuuri takes is to look around for where they can find skates. He didn't see any buildings/shacks in the immediate area...or well, there was one shabby looking shack. Couldn't they once wander upon something that didn't make Yuuri have second guesses? ]
[ Of course, after one of those "accidental" brushes, Viktor would have taken Yuuri's hand. There was zero reason not to and it's a surprise he stops even at just hand holding, to be honest. The more contact, the better.
The childlike wonder made something in Viktor's heart skip a beat. Ah, he's beyond enamored with this man and every moment together he falls even more in love with him. Some might get sick of that sugar sweet, but he didn't care what they thought. ]
He didn't. [ Or maybe he did and it could have been when Viktor wasn't paying attention at all. This is also a very big possibility. ] Maybe there's something inside?
[ Hand holding is fundamentally different than all of the touching and hugs that Viktor did for whatever reason. Suppose it was easier to "write off" the way that Viktor clung to Yuuri as just him being a tactile person whereas holding hands is something typically done between people who are in a relationship of some sort. Still, Yuuri would have been silently happy to hold Viktor's hand. ]
Only one way to find out— [ And with no further word or indication, Yuuri is going to brave whatever apprehensions that he had to locate himself some rental skates. He does eventually find someone who were renting skates out and while they certainly didn't look like anything he was familiar with, Yuuri helps himself to a pair and lacing them up with practiced ease. ]
I wonder how balanced these blades are on the skates.
[ It's possibly that Viktor has never had to deal with rental skates like this and it's going to be strange for him. It'll be something he'll have to adjust to, but it shouldn't be the worst thing possible. He laces up his own skates with just the same type of ease and gives a casual shrug. ]
We'll find out how they are.
[ Trying them out was the only way to do that, of course. Before either of them can move from their bench, though, Viktor is leaning over to take Yuuri's chin in his hands and slowly lean in. ]
It's a relief to know we have this. [ And, since he's been all but given permission to be who he is, there's a quick and teasing kiss before he gets up and throws his arms above his head. ]
[ He's been given permission to act however he is but that's not exactly permission to kiss Yuuri whenever he felt like it! So what if technically Viktor being Viktor would mean that he would do whatever he wanted, which included stealing kisses from Yuuri whenever he wanted.
There had to be some line somewhere, right? Either way the shift in what they were and how they treated one another made Yuuri's face flushed. Never would he have imagined being in the situation he was now. ]
You sound like an old man when you say things like that.
[ He means it in all of the most playful of ways, but he's going to push past Viktor and help himself onto the ice, gliding easily onto the ice and feeling out the blades and getting familiar to them. They weren't terrible, but certainly not his own. At the very least they were still well worn in. ]
[ This beast was unleashed by Yuuri and he's going to just have to deal with it. Hopefully he doesn't develop and ulcer from Viktor's antics. WHO KNOWS...
Lines are made to be challenged and crossed. At least, that's Viktor's viewpoint. There was no reason to restrain yourself from doing something you want. That's honestly no way to live life. It'd be dull and boring. At least, to him it is.
But ouch, Yuuri! That line. Maybe some restraint wouldn't hurt. At least in that regard. ]
Yuuri, my poor heart! [ He's being dramatic. He's always a bit dramatic, though, so this shouldn't be a surprise. There's a heavyhearted sigh as he clutches his shirt over his heart and skates onto the ice. ]
[ There was no way that Yuuri was going to develop an ulcer but he was going to have a hard time getting used to all of it—if he ever was going to get used to it in the first place. Going from having absolutely no experience with any of this to (not-so) suddenly exposed to all of this was hard.
And Yuuri's not moved by Viktor's dramatics because he has long learned about his dramatics and how he enjoyed to play things up to get a rise out of Yuuri. Though, to be fair, Yuuri was slowly getting better with getting his just revenge whenever and wherever he could. ]
Come on Viktor. [ ...but maybe making a light jab at his age was a bit harsh. When JJ did it to him, he remembers the feeling. He'll hold his hand out as a peace offering. ]
[ Well, Viktor is the oldest of the lot of them. That's something he couldn't deny. And compared to someone like Yuri, that was a bit of a gap between them. He's just a bit crazy and wants to keep pushing his body until the very end. ]
I don't know if I have it in me after that. [ This is a lie. A blatant lie, at that, but he'll say it anyway. They did come here to skate and he's not about to not skate just over some joking comment. But it didn't mean he couldn't pretend otherwise.
Someone help this man. ]
i tried to link a gif of yuuri in eros mode but then i got embarrassed help me
[ He could tell it was a joke because if Viktor was honestly serious about it, then his whole demeanor would be different. ...probably. It's what he suspects would have happened based on his previous experience with Viktor and his more childish moments.
With a little shrug, he'll start doing small halfhearted figure-eights while Viktor "sulks". They may love (or "love") each other but Yuuri also enjoyed skating on the ice whenever he could. Still, all of the time he spent on the ice was so that he could catch up to the man who was with him right now. Once he had finish the cycle of this particular eight, he'll skate back over to where Viktor was sulking and hold a hand out. ]
[ Yeah, he's being a giant baby, jokingly. There's no reason he wouldn't want to be on the ice, especially since they traveled all this way to get here. This would, indeed, be one of his more childish moments.
It's like a switch is flicked because most of the pouting melts away instantly and he reaches out to take Yuuri's hand. Even if he had been serious in his pouting, there was no way he could turn him down right now. ]
You might be convincing me otherwise.
[ With that, he lets himself be escorted onto the ice. ]
[ Once he's holding hands with Yuuri, he doesn't quite know what to do after that. They were on the ice together holding hands and testing out skates that were not their own in a rink that was unfamiliar in a place that was equally unfamiliar. The skates were sharpened well enough but it would be hard to do anything while their hands were like this, or at least, until Viktor stopped his sulking.
In some sort of poetic way, the only thing that they had were each other in this vast expanse of things that weren't their own and weren't known to them. It's a thought that Yuuri tries not to think about too much as he looks at their intertwined hands. ]
It looks like I managed to get you on the ice. [ A thought hits him suddenly—something that Yuuko and him used to as children. ] Maybe I can push you if you refuse to skate for yourself?
[ Luckily it seemed like they had decent enough skates here. Compared to the normal rentals one might get at a rink, too. If that were the case, they'd be pretty doomed for things to try out on the ice. But it did also give him high interest in wanting actual skates here. Since there would be a limit to what they could honestly pull off.
It doesn't bother Viktor, that type of thought. At least not right now. There are times where it felt like they were the only ones left in their little world on the ice and even if this was unfamiliar ice with unfamiliar skates, ice is still the same no matter what. ]
Push me? I'd love to see you try that. [ The idea of Yuuri doing that to him sounded actually very cute and he can't help but see if he'd actually do something like that. ]
[ The next part of that joke was going to be suggesting of whether or not Viktor was calling himself fat, but there was absolutely that would have left Yuuri's mouth. He had seen the man naked far more than anyone else did and definitely knew better than to even joke about Viktor being fat.
No, the man was built like a god. ...and Yuuri had to stop thinking about that so he let go of Viktor's hand and quickly skated around to behind him and placed his hands onto Viktor's shoulder blades and started to push against him and dug his skates into the ice until they both started to move.
Admittedly it was a lot harder than he remembered as a child with Yuuko, but there were many different factors at play for that. What was important was that he was pushing Viktor over the ice. ]
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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.
insert cat covered in blood emote
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...
And while Viktor could be a crass person from time to time in private, this isn't something that registers for him to be like that. So he doesn't just go for sexual hunger as being an implication here. ]
We should take the leftovers with us. [ He could honestly probably eat more, but at this point, he wanted to get home with Yuuri. Sure, they had their mind on the ice, but things got majorly derailed with their conversation. These things happen. It's also probable that Viktor had left food behind from time-to-time at a restaurant, but the fact that this was a "gift" from their hosts, it would be rude to leave things behind. Especially the dessert they hadn't even tried. ]
We could always take a detour to the apartment to drop them off and then get shopping.
[ One of them could wait outside, even, so that they wouldn't be tempted to just stay in after returning home. ]
tell me you didn't deserve it
We could.
[ Yuuri says thoughtfully as he decides to spoon himself some more food but change his mind at the last minute and holds it up towards Viktor. He just honestly hoped that Viktor wasn't going to get too comfortable with this treatment and expect more of it. ]
But if we make two detours back to the apartment then we'll never make it to the ice.
[ Unless that's Viktor's plan now. They had been so excited to get to it. ]
I DIDN'T
That's true. We could always opt for dropping this off at the apartment, head to the ice, and then grab some groceries on the way home. That would work, wouldn't it?
[ They shouldn't be too tired and as long as they didn't let the time completely disappear so that everything would be closed, it would be fine. Not only that, they would have food left over in case they did miss shopping and could easily remedy that by getting up early the next day. It wouldn't be that big of a deal, either way. ]
SHOVES AGAIN
Yeah, I think that'd be fine.
[ With that decided, Yuuri will look to flag down one of the servers to have their things packed up and to-go. Maybe he shouldn't have been too surprised to know that they would have taken all of the plates themselves to be packed away given how nice of the place it was, but he was. Mainly because the server gave them a weird look when they noticed how they were missing their hosts. ]
MEAN
Then it's settled.
[ The skating part of the deal was probably the most important part of their plans, honestly. ]
i know the truth tho
Then it was to the teleporters that would transport them to where the rink was located, or well, the city that the rink was located. Yuuri hadn't really liked the teleporter too terribly much finding the whole experience something rather unnerving. How was he supposed to know for certain that he wasn't going not make it to where they were? Also how did any of that stuff actually work?
Well, whatever the case, they made it finally to the rink without many hiccups. Casual small talk had between the two of them and Yuuri reaching out every so often to brush his fingers against Viktor's hand, too shy to hold it himself. Not that it matters currently. ]
There really is a rink...
[ There's a childish awe in Yuuri's voice as he sees the ice before them. It's definitely not Olympic sized but it's better than nothing. The next step that Yuuri takes is to look around for where they can find skates. He didn't see any buildings/shacks in the immediate area...or well, there was one shabby looking shack. Couldn't they once wander upon something that didn't make Yuuri have second guesses? ]
Did JJ tell you where we could get skates?
n-no
The childlike wonder made something in Viktor's heart skip a beat. Ah, he's beyond enamored with this man and every moment together he falls even more in love with him. Some might get sick of that sugar sweet, but he didn't care what they thought. ]
He didn't. [ Or maybe he did and it could have been when Viktor wasn't paying attention at all. This is also a very big possibility. ] Maybe there's something inside?
stares at you
Only one way to find out— [ And with no further word or indication, Yuuri is going to brave whatever apprehensions that he had to locate himself some rental skates. He does eventually find someone who were renting skates out and while they certainly didn't look like anything he was familiar with, Yuuri helps himself to a pair and lacing them up with practiced ease. ]
I wonder how balanced these blades are on the skates.
stares back
We'll find out how they are.
[ Trying them out was the only way to do that, of course. Before either of them can move from their bench, though, Viktor is leaning over to take Yuuri's chin in his hands and slowly lean in. ]
It's a relief to know we have this. [ And, since he's been all but given permission to be who he is, there's a quick and teasing kiss before he gets up and throws his arms above his head. ]
Ah, this is going to be so invigorating!
slowly shakes head
There had to be some line somewhere, right? Either way the shift in what they were and how they treated one another made Yuuri's face flushed. Never would he have imagined being in the situation he was now. ]
You sound like an old man when you say things like that.
[ He means it in all of the most playful of ways, but he's going to push past Viktor and help himself onto the ice, gliding easily onto the ice and feeling out the blades and getting familiar to them. They weren't terrible, but certainly not his own. At the very least they were still well worn in. ]
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Lines are made to be challenged and crossed. At least, that's Viktor's viewpoint. There was no reason to restrain yourself from doing something you want. That's honestly no way to live life. It'd be dull and boring. At least, to him it is.
But ouch, Yuuri! That line. Maybe some restraint wouldn't hurt. At least in that regard. ]
Yuuri, my poor heart! [ He's being dramatic. He's always a bit dramatic, though, so this shouldn't be a surprise. There's a heavyhearted sigh as he clutches his shirt over his heart and skates onto the ice. ]
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And Yuuri's not moved by Viktor's dramatics because he has long learned about his dramatics and how he enjoyed to play things up to get a rise out of Yuuri. Though, to be fair, Yuuri was slowly getting better with getting his just revenge whenever and wherever he could. ]
Come on Viktor. [ ...but maybe making a light jab at his age was a bit harsh. When JJ did it to him, he remembers the feeling. He'll hold his hand out as a peace offering. ]
We came here to skate, didn't we?
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I don't know if I have it in me after that. [ This is a lie. A blatant lie, at that, but he'll say it anyway. They did come here to skate and he's not about to not skate just over some joking comment. But it didn't mean he couldn't pretend otherwise.
Someone help this man. ]
i tried to link a gif of yuuri in eros mode but then i got embarrassed help me
With a little shrug, he'll start doing small halfhearted figure-eights while Viktor "sulks". They may love (or "love") each other but Yuuri also enjoyed skating on the ice whenever he could. Still, all of the time he spent on the ice was so that he could catch up to the man who was with him right now. Once he had finish the cycle of this particular eight, he'll skate back over to where Viktor was sulking and hold a hand out. ]
Are you sure?
no one can help you...
It's like a switch is flicked because most of the pouting melts away instantly and he reaches out to take Yuuri's hand. Even if he had been serious in his pouting, there was no way he could turn him down right now. ]
You might be convincing me otherwise.
[ With that, he lets himself be escorted onto the ice. ]
no... someone must be able to
In some sort of poetic way, the only thing that they had were each other in this vast expanse of things that weren't their own and weren't known to them. It's a thought that Yuuri tries not to think about too much as he looks at their intertwined hands. ]
It looks like I managed to get you on the ice. [ A thought hits him suddenly—something that Yuuko and him used to as children. ] Maybe I can push you if you refuse to skate for yourself?
nope, sorry
It doesn't bother Viktor, that type of thought. At least not right now. There are times where it felt like they were the only ones left in their little world on the ice and even if this was unfamiliar ice with unfamiliar skates, ice is still the same no matter what. ]
Push me? I'd love to see you try that. [ The idea of Yuuri doing that to him sounded actually very cute and he can't help but see if he'd actually do something like that. ]
leave me
[ The next part of that joke was going to be suggesting of whether or not Viktor was calling himself fat, but there was absolutely that would have left Yuuri's mouth. He had seen the man naked far more than anyone else did and definitely knew better than to even joke about Viktor being fat.
No, the man was built like a god. ...and Yuuri had to stop thinking about that so he let go of Viktor's hand and quickly skated around to behind him and placed his hands onto Viktor's shoulder blades and started to push against him and dug his skates into the ice until they both started to move.
Admittedly it was a lot harder than he remembered as a child with Yuuko, but there were many different factors at play for that. What was important was that he was pushing Viktor over the ice. ]