[He pauses, wiggles his fingers, then squirms away, clearing his throat a couple times and starting to divide the now-hot food onto two plates.] Y'know. Cause she. Misses you.
[It's muttered through the most severe of blushes, but then Yuri is dropping into the seat next to Otabek's, sticking both bare feet in the other boy's lap and balancing both plates of food on his legs. Because fuck tables, that's why.]
He smiles and rests his hands on the ankles across his lap, lightly running his fingers back and forth across them while he gives the food time to cool off.
...Although maybe that's a bad idea right now. It's entirely possible something will get spilled. ]
[Because that makes sense, right? Either way, Yuri huffs out a soft sound that might mean he's ticklish. Then again his feet are all bandaged up, old blisters and calluses wrapped to keep them from hurting. Skaters feet.]
[Yuri is gnawing ferociously at his lower lip, cheeks red, staring intently at Otabek with wide, bright eyes. He swallows tightly, exhales, points his toes.]
[ He smiles as he settles back to enjoy the snack, his stomach thankful for the treat. His free hand settles on Yuri's leg again and absently runs back and forth, his eyes sliding sideways to look at him. ]
[It's simultaneously embarrassed and flirty, and Yuri immediately stuffs his face to try and hide the fact that he just attempted a flirt. The hand on his leg prompts one socked foot to move, nudge gently at the inside of Otabek's leg, just above his knee. Curious.]
Come over more often. [Too soft to be a demand, which is strange for him.]
[ He cants his head to the side slightly as he glances over at him, his lips curling slightly. He caught that little bit of a flirt. Don't think he didn't.
The request, soft as it was, gives him pause and he closes his eyes for a moment. ]
I'll be here as often as I can.
[ They open again as he looks toward Yuri, reaching out to tangle his fingers in a hand that's not busy. ]
But you need to come to me sometimes, too. I'm just as busy as you are, you know. Busier, sometimes!
[ Do you know how hard it is to be an entire country's Hero? ]
[Yuri scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he squeezes the hand tangled with his, rubs his thumb over Otabek's knuckles.]
Busy learning how to do a double without wobbling, maybe. [He's teasing, putting the plate aside suddenly, scooting his chair closer, leaning in until they're almost nose-to-nose.]
If you're inviting me, I'll come. When I have time.
Of course I am. You have an open invitation to come visit me whenever you want to.
[ Otabek smiles faintly and tilts his head forward so he can rest their foreheads together, his eyes closing as he just... enjoys it. Enjoys Yuri and his warmth and the fact that they're together right now. They might spend a lot of time apart, but it just makes these moments just that much better. ]
So long as you let me know you're coming. It'd suck if you showed up and I wasn't at home.
[ FFFFFTttttttt. Thank you, Yuri, the tips of Otabek's ears are now red as the blush blossoms rapidly across his face. He turns his head to bury his face in Yuri's hair to hide it, his eyes falling closed as he grumbles. ]
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Date: 2017-02-14 12:55 am (UTC)He turns his head inward so that he can place a kiss against Yuri's palm, smiling into it slightly. ]
I'll try to find more time, but only if you promise to come out to Almaty more, too.
[ He can't be the only one spending all of his money on travel! ]
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Date: 2017-02-14 02:16 pm (UTC)[He pauses, wiggles his fingers, then squirms away, clearing his throat a couple times and starting to divide the now-hot food onto two plates.] Y'know. Cause she. Misses you.
[He's not blushing, YOU'RE blushing!]
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Date: 2017-02-20 03:42 am (UTC)[ The cat's cute. And let's be honest, Yuri would probably go insane if he didn't have her with him.
Otabek smiles as he turns to head back to the other room to drop back into the seat again, leaning back to watch Yuri divvy up the food. ]
I miss her, too.
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Date: 2017-02-21 12:13 am (UTC)[It's muttered through the most severe of blushes, but then Yuri is dropping into the seat next to Otabek's, sticking both bare feet in the other boy's lap and balancing both plates of food on his legs. Because fuck tables, that's why.]
Careful, it's hot.
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Date: 2017-02-21 10:37 pm (UTC)[ That makes sense, Yuri. (No it doesn't).
He smiles and rests his hands on the ankles across his lap, lightly running his fingers back and forth across them while he gives the food time to cool off.
...Although maybe that's a bad idea right now. It's entirely possible something will get spilled. ]
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Date: 2017-02-22 05:16 am (UTC)[Because that makes sense, right? Either way, Yuri huffs out a soft sound that might mean he's ticklish. Then again his feet are all bandaged up, old blisters and calluses wrapped to keep them from hurting. Skaters feet.]
Hey. Weirdo. Stop that.
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Date: 2017-02-23 02:48 am (UTC)[ Otabek continues to smile faintly as his fingers keep moving up and down Yuri's ankle with purpose. ]
Touching you?
[ He lifts his gaze to look over at him, his head tipping slightly. ]
Because I won't.
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Date: 2017-02-27 01:16 am (UTC)Your food's getting cold.
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Date: 2017-03-03 12:50 am (UTC)[ And it's cute.
Still, Otabek will reach for one of the piroshki and take a bite of it, closing his eyes briefly as he enjoys the flavor. ]
Who made these?
[ They're either Grandpa or Yuri. Either way, he likes it. ]
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Date: 2017-03-03 08:48 pm (UTC)[That doesn't make any logical sense at all. But Yuri's too pleased by Otabek's reaction to the piroshki to care much. He grins, triumphant.]
I did! It's no big deal, it was easy. [...yeah, he definitely spent like 4 hours making them, shhh.]
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Date: 2017-03-05 10:56 pm (UTC)[ He smiles as he settles back to enjoy the snack, his stomach thankful for the treat. His free hand settles on Yuri's leg again and absently runs back and forth, his eyes sliding sideways to look at him. ]
...I like this.
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Date: 2017-03-07 02:08 am (UTC)[It's simultaneously embarrassed and flirty, and Yuri immediately stuffs his face to try and hide the fact that he just attempted a flirt. The hand on his leg prompts one socked foot to move, nudge gently at the inside of Otabek's leg, just above his knee. Curious.]
Come over more often. [Too soft to be a demand, which is strange for him.]
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Date: 2017-03-16 02:44 am (UTC)[ He cants his head to the side slightly as he glances over at him, his lips curling slightly. He caught that little bit of a flirt. Don't think he didn't.
The request, soft as it was, gives him pause and he closes his eyes for a moment. ]
I'll be here as often as I can.
[ They open again as he looks toward Yuri, reaching out to tangle his fingers in a hand that's not busy. ]
But you need to come to me sometimes, too. I'm just as busy as you are, you know. Busier, sometimes!
[ Do you know how hard it is to be an entire country's Hero? ]
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Date: 2017-03-17 05:06 am (UTC)Busy learning how to do a double without wobbling, maybe. [He's teasing, putting the plate aside suddenly, scooting his chair closer, leaning in until they're almost nose-to-nose.]
If you're inviting me, I'll come. When I have time.
i'm sorry i'm slow but i'm happy you keep tagging me back uwu
Date: 2017-03-24 03:49 am (UTC)[ Otabek smiles faintly and tilts his head forward so he can rest their foreheads together, his eyes closing as he just... enjoys it. Enjoys Yuri and his warmth and the fact that they're together right now. They might spend a lot of time apart, but it just makes these moments just that much better. ]
So long as you let me know you're coming. It'd suck if you showed up and I wasn't at home.
Of course of course!! I stepped on my laptop and broke it so I'm also slow, sob
Date: 2017-03-29 02:34 am (UTC)Then, softly:] That's not all that would suck.
[Well, he IS a teenager.]
good god i hope you've fixed that problem since then D8
Date: 2017-04-19 03:52 am (UTC)Don't say things like that.