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What were you expecting?

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[ Viktor tilts his head up to look at Yuuri, resting his chin on Yuuri's chest. ]

Not quite what I saw at the banquet since you were obviously drunk. But maybe ... more boisterous? More confident certainly, with the way you challenged Chris and Yurio like that.

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And then you came to Japan and I was a pile of mush.

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Not mush exactly. But certainly in need of someone to listen and just be there.

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I got more confident later on, at least.

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Mm, you just needed to get out of your own head to find the confidence that was already there.

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So I can do the same thing for you now?

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[ He blinks up at Yuuri, for a moment confused a what he means. ]

... Ah?

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About your skating again. About us.

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[ The open, confused expression stays for a moment before melting into something much softer. ]

I'd like it if you did.

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Good. Then I'll be your coach, Viktor.

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[ His expression softens even more as he slides up in the bed, bringing his face closer to Yuuri's for a kiss. ]

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[ Yuuri returns it gladly. Careful to keep his mouth closed. ]

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[ Good call. Viktor might have been tempted to try, but he's somewhat relieved when Yuuri doesn't give him the choice. He leans their foreheads together. ]

Don't go easy on me even if I am your fiancé.

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You think being my fiancé means I'll go easy on you?

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[ He chuckles while kissing him again, then settling next to him. ]

I certainly hope not.

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It just means my expectations will be even higher. Because I'm spending the rest of my life with you.

[ He eases himself back down. ]

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[ Oh. Hearing Yuuri say that out loud makes Viktor's throat tighten and his chest ache.

He leans in to press their foreheads together, closing his eyes as his emotions swell. ]

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[ Yuuri gently reaches up to frame Viktor's face with his chin. ]

I mean it. These rings are proof.

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[ Throat still tight, Viktor nods against Yuuri's hands. ]

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... Don't let that be something you're afraid of. Please.

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[ Both of his hands raise to cover Yuuri's, gently squeezing them. ]

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[ He leans down, then, to kiss Viktor's ring. ]

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[ Oh. Oh, that just makes the ache in Viktor's chest worse. He throws his arms around Yuuri's shoulders, fingers tangling in his hair. ]

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[ Yuuri gladly leans in to squeeze him back tightly. ]

Let's go back to bed, Viktor. It'll be better in the morning.