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Oct. 21st, 2016 08:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
v_nikiforovJapan is really wonderful. Victor has been to a lot of places, but he's never been able to visit as much as he does with Yuuri. People will tell him places to visit, things he should see, but Victor much likes the out of the way places Yuuri knows--the bars and the restaurants and the parks--just as well as the big attractions. And sometimes, privately, watching Yuuri is just as entertaining as visiting old temples and shopping centers and castles.
Today, he decides, it's the beach. Victor sees a picture in a magazine, cooing over how nice it looks, how different it must be from the beaches at home. He wants to ask if Yuuri knows how to swim, if he burns easily, if he likes going to the beach or prefers mountains. An endless stream of questions, as always, because getting to know your partner is important, after all; and maybe Victor likes how flustered and uncertain Yuuri can get in a round of twenty questions. He himself is a free sharer, talking about the first time he went swimming in the sea, and how cold it looks in winter, and how he hasn't been in years what with his busy schedule.
That's why teaching Yuuri is nice. It's a change of pace, a mix-up of the rut Victor feels he's fallen into. Yuuri is so fresh and young and quick to learn, he works hard, and he's--well, Victor could go on forever, but he won't. Not now, anyway.
The beach.
"You haven't been home in five years, right?" Surely Yuuri misses the beach, too. "There aren't oceans in Detroit. Do you swim? Is it nice?"
Victor's not the best at geography of places he hasn't been, but he thinks he remembers from the maps he's seen of America. Maybe? Well, whatever. The beach sounds like a good idea, and he shifts from his position on the floor. Yuuri will say yes, surely.
Today, he decides, it's the beach. Victor sees a picture in a magazine, cooing over how nice it looks, how different it must be from the beaches at home. He wants to ask if Yuuri knows how to swim, if he burns easily, if he likes going to the beach or prefers mountains. An endless stream of questions, as always, because getting to know your partner is important, after all; and maybe Victor likes how flustered and uncertain Yuuri can get in a round of twenty questions. He himself is a free sharer, talking about the first time he went swimming in the sea, and how cold it looks in winter, and how he hasn't been in years what with his busy schedule.
That's why teaching Yuuri is nice. It's a change of pace, a mix-up of the rut Victor feels he's fallen into. Yuuri is so fresh and young and quick to learn, he works hard, and he's--well, Victor could go on forever, but he won't. Not now, anyway.
The beach.
"You haven't been home in five years, right?" Surely Yuuri misses the beach, too. "There aren't oceans in Detroit. Do you swim? Is it nice?"
Victor's not the best at geography of places he hasn't been, but he thinks he remembers from the maps he's seen of America. Maybe? Well, whatever. The beach sounds like a good idea, and he shifts from his position on the floor. Yuuri will say yes, surely.
