[ Yuuri doesn't fight the touch, looking at him despite how wet his eyes are beneath his glasses, and even though he knows that everything Viktor says is meant to comfort him, he still doesn't feel good about this. How could he have lost something he rarely takes off? How would he have missed it if it was actually still in the house? Besides, he'd probably torn their bedroom apart first... ]

But I looked in all those places, Viktor. What if it slipped off when I went out? Maybe... [ He honestly can't remember if it had been missing for long or not, and there's a quiet sniffle. ] Maybe I could have missed it somewhere.