winningkatsudon | Mask or Menace ~ IC Inbox

[ A couple hours after Viktor seemed Mad™, Yuuri will find a text on his next break. ]

Have you eaten yet?

Not yet.

Did you?

I was going to take a lunch break but didn't want to go through the rink area if you were still training

[ ...oh, he must still be mad. He didn't think that would stop him. ]

No, it's fine! We're breaking for the moment.

Okay!

[ Nothing follows that short text, but Viktor does come out of the back office area a minute or two later, heading over to the barrier where Yuuri is. ]

[ Yep, he was mad, he had to be mad. Short, sweet, and to the point was code for mad Viktor. Yuuri clung to his phone in nervousness, missing the sound of footsteps approaching as he worried about what Viktor would do. ]

[ He steps in close enough that Yuuri would have to see something moving out of the corner of his eye, and what Viktor does when he's finally close enough is ... lean in to kiss Yuuri’s cheek. ]

[ ...o-oh, what was--!? ]

[ Yuuri whipped around just as Viktor dipped to kiss his cheek, and while he did actually get a chance to succeed in said kiss, he also got to smear his lips around to Yuuri's before he jumped back. ]

[ ...most awkward moment ever. ]

V-V-V-Viktor?

[ Oh yes, he was an idiot. Prime idiot material, right here. ]

S-sorry, you surprised me.

Oh, it did look like you were reading something on your phone. Oops? How about a proper kiss to make up for it?

[ Yuuri flushed in embarrassment, partially wanting to flail. He... wasn't mad? Actually, he didn't even seem upset at all... ]

[ ...he was freaking out over nothing again, wasn't he? ]

...you're not mad?

[ Viktor's expression opens in surprise, blinking at Yuuri with wide eyes. ]

Mad? What would I be mad about?

Um...

[ Viktor, they were just talking about this. Yuuri paused a moment, fidgeting, before looking up at him. ]

A-about asking Yuri to help coach me.

[ More surprised blinking. ]

... Why would I be mad about that?

Be...cause you seemed upset before?

[ ...he was starting to feel like an idiot here. Did he really misinterpret Viktor's reaction that badly? ]

Oh. No, no, I wasn't mad about anything!

[ Yuuri let out a sigh at that, wilting slightly. Yep, he was an idiot. A pork cutlet shaped idiot. ]

...I'm sorry.

There's nothing to apologize for! In fact, I'm the one that should ...

[ He trails off mid-sentence there, a little frown appearing between his eyebrows briefly. He changes track a few beats later. ]

Do you want to unlace and stretch and have lunch with me?

Sure.

[ Yuuri paused a moment, before reaching up, giving him that promised second try at a kiss. ]

...I asked him because I wanted my performance to be a surprise for you. That's all.

[ He returns the kiss gladly, his expression softening. He opens his mouth to reply with something, only to close it a moment later with a gentle smile. ]

I love surprises.

[ Yuuri raised an eyebrow at that. ]

...as much as you like to do the surprising?

[ He raises his hand to lightly touch his lip with the tip of his finger. ]

It depends on the kind of surprise.

Now hurry up! I'm hungry!

All right, all right.

[ Yuuri dropped down to get his skates off, trying to hide the wince that came to his face when he did. Wow, he had been working himself hard; he was definitely soaking his feet for the rest of the day once they got home. ]

[ He took the time to stretch himself out, before he pulled his things together, slinging his bag over his shoulder. ]

[ Viktor waited with him, knowing full well how long it proper cool down and stretch is supposed to take. He can't help but comment at the wince though. ]

Did you overdo it?

Yeah, I probably did.

[ He paused, giving Viktor a sheepish look. ]

It's my own fault for taking so long.

No later than I did. We just have to be careful about it.

[ A beat, then a grin. ]

Do you want a massage later?

[ Yuuri paused at that, a grin creeping up on his face too, along with a faint blush. ]

D-depends on what kind of massage.

[ Viktor laughs, the sound of it echoing through the rink as they leave it. ]

A foot massage, of course.

[ Yuuri let out a faint noise; Viktor, he was trying to flirt here, c'mon! He shook his head after a moment, slipping his hand into his and leaning against him. ]

That sounds great.

[ He squeezes his hand back, directing them to a nearby cafe for lunch. ]

Food first, then massage. Then sex!

[ Yuuri damn near fell over at Viktor's blunt statement, his head whipping around frantically to see just how many people were around that could have heard that. ]

V-Viktor!

[ He didn't say it loudly, but it did say it out loud while they're walking down the street. Viktor doesn't seem to bothered by it. ]

What? No sex? I thought that's what you were hinting at with the massage.

[ Yuuri let out a faint noise, burying his face in his hands as his ears turned red. ]

Yes, I was, but I wasn't trying to be that blunt in public...

But I like it when you flirt.

[ Yuuri let out a faint noise, his face settling on a healthy shade of red, before he tugged his problematic fav into the cafe. ]

[ He loves you Viktor, he really does, but sometimes... ]

[ He just chuckles the whole way in, snagging a place and ordering when the staff comes to their table. It when they move away to get their drinks that his expression sobers a bit, still faintly smiling, but just ... softly now. ]

Ah, there was something I wanted to tell you earlier.

Mm?

[ Yuuri peered up at him, a curious look on his face. ]

What is it?

I just wanted to say ...

[ He reaches across the table for Yuuri's hands, holding them lightly. his forefinger and his thumb find the ring on Yuuri's right hand though, gently fiddling with the ring there. ]

... Sorry.

[ Yuuri let out a faint noise at that, surprised. ]

For what?

[ Viktor keeps his eyes low, focusing on their hands. ]

For the last month or so. I wasn't really there for you as a coach while you were prepping for the season.

Viktor...

[ Yuuri's hand shifted, allowing him to hold his hand. ]

I understand, and it's okay. I'm sorry I couldn't do more to help you.

[ He gave his hand a squeeze. ]

Yuuri ... no. You did a lot to help me. Even just being in the room with me made me feel better when I wasn't thinking I was bothering you.

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