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Oct. 23rd, 2016 05:26 pmViktor is fairly used to getting his way. Maybe he's a little spoiled, but it's something he doesn't do on purpose, something he doesn't tend to think about until he's met with a wall. And then he doesn't understand, because why doesn't Yuri want him in his room? He'd looked so thrilled to have Viktor there, Viktor distinctly remembers the time he'd offered Yuri a photo together--the way he'd been caught staring. This will be good for bonding, won't it? It's important for them to get along well if Viktor is going to be Yuri's trainer.
Yuri, on the other hand, seems adamant that Viktor not sleep in his room. It's disappointing, to say the least; Yuri is interesting, cute, handsome, and Viktor wants to get closer. Imagining his sleeping face, or wondering how he breathes... Sleeping together is a perfect way to get closer, he reasons, but Yuri doesn't seem to agree, if the closed door he's met with is any indication.
Maybe he's shy.
"Yuri." Viktor taps on the door again, wheedles in his best pleading voice that usually works, and it's confounding that it isn't this time. It would be easier to do this without a door blocking the view of his best, most persuasive faces.
Sooner or later, Yuri will give in. Won't he? Sleeping together is so nice--in either sense of the word, but Viktor would be more than okay with simply sharing a bed. He thinks about that easy flush on Yuri's face and the way he trips over his words when he's embarrassed or uncertain, and Viktor's filled with renewed vigor and determination.
He knocks again. This time, Yuri will surely let him in. Makkachin is nice and warm and cuddly and soft, but Yuri is...well, Yuri. Victor glances down at his side, gives his dog an apologetic pat on the head before knocking again. It doesn't occur to him that other people can probably hear, but all this would be solved if Yuri would just open the door. A very easy solution.
Viktor is a persuasive man when he wants something. And he really wants to sleep with Yuri.
Yuri, on the other hand, seems adamant that Viktor not sleep in his room. It's disappointing, to say the least; Yuri is interesting, cute, handsome, and Viktor wants to get closer. Imagining his sleeping face, or wondering how he breathes... Sleeping together is a perfect way to get closer, he reasons, but Yuri doesn't seem to agree, if the closed door he's met with is any indication.
Maybe he's shy.
"Yuri." Viktor taps on the door again, wheedles in his best pleading voice that usually works, and it's confounding that it isn't this time. It would be easier to do this without a door blocking the view of his best, most persuasive faces.
Sooner or later, Yuri will give in. Won't he? Sleeping together is so nice--in either sense of the word, but Viktor would be more than okay with simply sharing a bed. He thinks about that easy flush on Yuri's face and the way he trips over his words when he's embarrassed or uncertain, and Viktor's filled with renewed vigor and determination.
He knocks again. This time, Yuri will surely let him in. Makkachin is nice and warm and cuddly and soft, but Yuri is...well, Yuri. Victor glances down at his side, gives his dog an apologetic pat on the head before knocking again. It doesn't occur to him that other people can probably hear, but all this would be solved if Yuri would just open the door. A very easy solution.
Viktor is a persuasive man when he wants something. And he really wants to sleep with Yuri.
