[ yuri follows him outside, hands shoved into his pockets (one to put them somewhere, two because he needs to dig out his keycard) and he tips his head down the hallway. ]
I'm just the next door down.
[ he heads off that way, taking his keycard out of his pocket to beep the door open, trusting that finn will text bren to let him know their room is clear of any more drama for the night (ideally). yuri shoulders open the door to his own room and flips the entry light on before standing aside to let finn follow him in.
it's clean, at least. though there may be a few too many snack bags in the trash. ]
Go ahead and sit, I'm just... I'm gonna wash my face really quick.
[ just gonna go disappear into the bathroom and oh god he's a mess, jesus christ. ]
( finn, with a fully-charged phone finally, sends a quick text to bren with a handful of emojis ( and another quick one to his bestie to let her know he isn't going to disappear for a while ) before turning his attentions to yuri again. he still has to make it up to jisoo, but with yuri looking the way he does, he feels it's best to focus on him tonight.
quietly, he sits on the edge of the bed, shoes off to one side, knees pressed together. he stares at a painting on the wall in hopes of finding the right words to say at this moment.
out of want of something to do in yuri's absence, he does flick on the television to at least put on one of the hotel channels. it's become calming background noise to him at this point. )
[ once he's certain that he at least no longer looks like he just spent the better part of the last fifteen minutes crying, yuri heads back out to the main room, finally toeing off his shoes (we'll pretend he grabbed them before they left bren's room shh). his eyes flicker briefly toward the tv before he climbs onto the bed himself, sitting up by the headboard with his knees tucked up against his chest. he wraps his arms around them and rests his chin on one knee, eyes eventually landing on finn.
if this were just a few weeks ago he'd be giddy and absolutely beside himself over having finn in his room with him all alone. now he just feels vaguely sick to his stomach. ]
I, y'know... didn't really get a chance to say it but. Welcome back.
( finn twists around on his perch, pulling one leg onto the bed so he can sit sideways to look at yuri as they chat. ) I hope the show went well, all things considered. Ah, being down a crew guy and all.
( finn keeps pulling at the sleeves of his shirt as he speaks, trying not to vibrate so much. the mattress probably gives him away regardless of his efforts and he just prays yuri is too tired to pay it any mind. )
I'm sorry I upset you. Again, Yuri. I keep doing it without ever meaning to.
Well, there was certainly a little something missing, but I think the rest of us managed to pick up the slack.
[ he smiles, small and soft, and pulls his knees tighter to his body. immediately, the second the apology is falling from finn's lips, yuri is shaking his head. ]
No-- Finn, please, don't apologize. You haven't done anything to me. It's all been me. I don't--
[ he tilts his head forward and presses his face between his knees with a huff. ]
( he'll probably think about yuri breaking down for a while after this, even if they end up resolving their issues. )
I've really been thinking about what you said to me since I've had some time. I just ... ( finn lets his shoulders slump. ) Having a significant other is kind of scary to me. I know it's not a big deal for a lot of people but I've never done it before.
( he leans across the bed, not too close but close enough to emphasize what he's about to say. ) Can we get to know each other more before - before we give anything a shot? I guess ... light dating?
[ well. that gets yuri's attention. his head lifts again, eyes wide with wonder as he stares at finn. it's-- there's so many people out there who wouldn't think that's anything, wouldn't consider that any sort of option, but yuri sees it for the hope that it is. it's a carrot dangling in front of the cart and he's starved.
he unfurls, one leg lowering to stretch out in front of him, as he opens himself up just a little bit. ]
( finn furrows his brow and purses his lips, really thinking it over again before nodding. )
Yeah! Yeah. ( he beams, nodding. ) I don't know what it all will look like, but I don't want to be scared. ( and he definitely doesn't want to be scared of being around yuri either. if anything, the last week or so has proven that he should continue opening his eyes to the world around him . )
A lot's happened to me lately, so I'm just trying to get all those little ducks in my head in a row, you know?
And I haven't stopped thinking about that time on the swings. I know it was - a lot.
[ stop. pause. start the brain over again, yuri. ]
Yes. Fuck, yes, Finn, I can-- we-- light dating. We can do that. Absolutely.
[ he drops his head forward again and his shoulders start shaking but this time it's because he's giggling, helpless tiny little silent laughs because relief has flooded his body and it's either laugh or start crying again and he really doesn't want to start crying again. he already needs to take a headache pill.
his head lifts and he's smiling, genuine. ]
I don't know if it'll... help, or if it'll add more pressure somehow, but I haven't ever-- a real relationship. I've never had one, either. So. It'll be unfamiliar territory for both of us. I mean I guess there was that girl I dated in middle school for like a whole week but then I had to move so. I don't count that.
Okay? ( he definitely thinks yuri is crying again but then - he's laughing? he's laughing! finn giggles too, hiding it behind his hand. ) Okay!
Okay. I - we can take it really slow, then, yeah? ( unable to help himself, he claps lightly, pleased to have started turning this around for them both. there's always going to be a worry he won't be enough for yuri, especially in the areas in which he does have experience, sure, but he is going to try really hard not to let that get the better of him. )
I - should I let you get ready for bed? I know you had a show and all.
[ until he reaches his breaking points, maybe, but for the most part he will let finn set the pace. he figures his patience is pretty good at this point, all things considered, and... well. he has toys. it'll be fine.
it'll be fine!
yuri chews on his botto lip and glances around the room with a faint hum. ]
I mean... you don't have to leave. You could just stay and we could order some snacks or food and we could talk. Or-- well, I guess Jisoo's probably itching to talk to you, too.
Oh! ( finn hops to his feet suddenly, his eyes wide. )
I should go talk to her! But - can I come back? You can get showered and stuff and. And we can hang out and watch television and talk and everything. ( see? he's a genius! after yuri agreeing to light dating with him, finn can definitely find compromise when it's necessary. )
I can bring back snacks for us. I did owe you all those ice cream sandwiches. I got my own scooper so we don't have to deal with plastic spoons. ( because of course he did. or technically his best friend did. )
[ he's giggling again because of course they somehow have ice cream scoops on hand, why wouldn't they? and he had mostly been joking about the sandwich thing but honestly? it can just be their thing. he's very excited by the thought of them having a thing.
yuri leans to the side so he can dig his keycard back out of his pocket again and he hands it over with a smile. ]
Here, take it, this way you can let yourself back in when you get back.
[ yuri suspects he'll be done with his shower before finn's done having his bestie convo and going on a snack run, but he also suspects the last thing he's going to want to do is get up once he's made himself cozy in bed. there's a pair of cozy pink pajamas calling his name and he's ready to crawl inside of them. ]
Before you go, could you just... I mean, if you wanted to, just...
[ he puckers up his lips and taps his forehead hopefully. finn's already done it once tonight but he'll absolutely take another. ]
Yuri, ( finn laughs as he steps to the side of the bed to take his keycard. with a tiny smile, he leans in to kiss his forehead again, more intentional and a little softer.
with a blush on his cheeks as he pulls away, he gives a tiny wave before heading off for his next stop of the night. the conversation goes as well as he'd hoped, though not without another punch on the shoulder, a little harder than yuri's earlier. he deserved it, honestly, but he wishes that jisoo remembered that she used to play sports. there are more tears, though happy ones this time - she'd always hoped he'd meet his mom even if the chances were slim! they go on a food run together and it's jisoo who watches finn head down the hallway to yuri's room like a parent sending their child on a first date, arms folded and everything.
he lifts his hand to knock but remembers the card in his pocket, which he taps in with a singsong, )Hullo...
[ yuri spends a decent amount of time in the shower, letting the heat of it ease the tension that had gathered in his shoulders. they're gonna try. him and finn, they're gonna... they're gonna. he's giddy as he cleans himself, thoroughly washing off the smell of the concert venue before stepping out to quickly blowdry his hair.
he's been laying in bed with his hello kitty pajamas and glasses on (farewell, contacts), watching something just the right amount of trashy to make him feel good about his own life, for about fifteen minutes when the door opens again. yuri immediately sits upright, making sure to look like finn's invited to join him in the bed if he wants to while also maintaining some space, and he grins. ]
( finn, now changed into sweatpants, peeks around the corner to beam at him. yuri looks so soft and cozy. he isn't sure he's seen him like this even on the most casual days with the band. finn looks a little flustered all over again, but he keeps going, perching himself on the edge of the bed next to yuri )
I brought all the goodies. ( he shakes the tote bag in his hand, the fabric a little damp from the pint of rocky road gathering condensation on the inside. he begins setting up on the side table, dutifully arranging the paper plates and the ice cream scoop and all the other foods he brought over. )
[ yuri raises an eyebrow just a little bit at that particular reaction, glancing down at himself briefly before looking back up again. oh, he says. he supposes that finn's never actually seen him dressed down, not really, only running into each other before and after shows after all. he's just having a hard time gauging what kind of "oh" that wa--
oh he looks like he might be blushing. it's a good "oh". got it.
(yuri likes the sweatpants.)
he grabs one of his pillows and rolls around until he's laying on his stomach with the pillow tucked under him so he can stay propped slightly up and see. a grin spreads across yuri's face as he kicks his feet in the air behind him. ]
Y'know I was only mostly joking about the ice cream sandwiches but I'm never going to turn one down that you've made me, so maybe it's a good thing I said it after all.
I know, but I thought it was a way to do something nice for you!
( finn goes mostly quiet, making little happy noises as he puts together the now-snickerdoodle sandwich for yuri, just little "hmm-hmms" here and there. he makes sure he puts the right amount of ice cream on it, not wanting it to spill over onto yuri's hands. with the top cookie in place, he pulls a paper napkin out and folds it under the plate before neatly handing it over to him. )
For you.
( once yuri takes the plate, finn will get to making one for himself )
[ yuri sits up as he's handed the plate and he positively beams at finn as he takes it. ]
Thank you.
[ and don't mind him as he... grabs his phone and makes sure to snap just a few pictures. because this is their first treat as a trying and he wants to commemorate it properly. he'll post the picture later.
when he finally takes a bite, though, he lets out a low groan and (dramatically) falls over onto the bed. ]
God, that really hits the spot. I can taste the care that went into it.
Because I do care, ( finn murmurs. it's not romantic, not yet, but he means it as a friend( plus ) whose heart aches whenever yuri cries. someone like that shouldn't be so down on himself. if cookie sandwiches help him in some small way, then finn has done his part.
he finishes up and hops up only to pop the ice cream into the mini fridge, managing to push it into the freezer area by squishing the carton a little. with a sheepish grin, he gets up and lightly sits back against the headboard of the hotel bed.
there.
with the plate in one hand, he holds it right under his chin so he can chomp. )
I was thinking chocolate chip was gonna be a lot with Rocky Road, so I got snickerdoodles. The cinnamon really works, I think!
[ yuri has managed to contort himself into about five different positions just since finn got here, and now he's up against the headboard himself. he's far enough away from finn to let him know he's respecting boundaries but not so far that it feels like middle schoolers on their first date.
the cookie sandwich is really good, though; he wasn't lying about that. ]
Mm, and honestly, so does the butter taste.
[ he has his legs stretched out in front of him and his toes do a happy little wiggle every time he takes a bite. ]
I'm gonna have to hit the gym a bit more frequently if we're going to be spending more time together.
[ yuri says it as lightly as possible in an attempt to make sure finn knows he doesn't mind that in the slightest. ]
( yuri is ... cute. how did he miss it before? maybe he was just so blinded by how pretty he is and all those displays of sexuality that he never stopped to notice the smaller, cuter moments.
finn watches him wiggle amusedly, his cheeks puffed up as he tries to get through an especially big bite. he's a fast eater, the sandwich already a mere square inch between his index finger and thumb. )
I do like frozen yogurt too. We can do toppings sometime. Like granola and strawberries over froyo! That's ... healthy, right? ( as he downs his last bite of sandwich immediately. )
[ he laughs and continues munching on his own sandwich, internally cooing over how absolutely cute finn looks while he's eating. yuri even had a headstart and finn's still finishing before him, but that's fine. he's foreseeing a lot of "no, no, i'm full, help yourself" lunch and dinner dates.
very, very cute. he's ready for it.
he polishes off his sandwich well after finn's finished his and he flops back with a satisfied noise, eyes closing as he pats his stomach. ]
Mm, very good.
[ he turns his head to face finn and grins. ]
At some point we'll have to start using weird shit, you know. Like... stroopwaffles. Or a cinnamon raisin bagel!
Don't threaten me with a good time, ( finn giggles, taking the paper plates and folding them into the garbage. he settles back into bed, propped up against the pillows with a content smile on his face. ice cream in the hotel has become a great comfort to him.
he falls quiet for a moment, trying to parse through whatever mystery is being unraveled on the television. his lips half-form words as he mouths the titles flashing across the screen. when it cuts to a commercial break, he turns to yuri, actually rolling onto his side. )
I am. It was just... those were relief tears. Like when an adrenaline crash happens and your brain doesn't know how to process what's going on so you just cry about it. I just wanted to know that you were okay from your mouth, not secondhand.
[ yuri glances at the distance between them briefly, lips pressing together before he scoots just a little bit closer. when he's near enough he reaches out and lightly puts his hand into finn's. they've done this part before so it should be fine, right?
right??
cheeks red, he turns his gaze back up toward the tv where mayhem is currently burning a promposal into someone's yard. ]
Shower helped. So did the headache stuff. And the ice cream, of course.
[ if he pretends holding hands isn't a big deal then it won't be!!! ]
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I'm just the next door down.
[ he heads off that way, taking his keycard out of his pocket to beep the door open, trusting that finn will text bren to let him know their room is clear of any more drama for the night (ideally). yuri shoulders open the door to his own room and flips the entry light on before standing aside to let finn follow him in.
it's clean, at least. though there may be a few too many snack bags in the trash. ]
Go ahead and sit, I'm just... I'm gonna wash my face really quick.
[ just gonna go disappear into the bathroom and oh god he's a mess, jesus christ. ]
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quietly, he sits on the edge of the bed, shoes off to one side, knees pressed together. he stares at a painting on the wall in hopes of finding the right words to say at this moment.
out of want of something to do in yuri's absence, he does flick on the television to at least put on one of the hotel channels. it's become calming background noise to him at this point. )
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if this were just a few weeks ago he'd be giddy and absolutely beside himself over having finn in his room with him all alone. now he just feels vaguely sick to his stomach. ]
I, y'know... didn't really get a chance to say it but. Welcome back.
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( finn twists around on his perch, pulling one leg onto the bed so he can sit sideways to look at yuri as they chat. ) I hope the show went well, all things considered. Ah, being down a crew guy and all.
( finn keeps pulling at the sleeves of his shirt as he speaks, trying not to vibrate so much. the mattress probably gives him away regardless of his efforts and he just prays yuri is too tired to pay it any mind. )
I'm sorry I upset you. Again, Yuri. I keep doing it without ever meaning to.
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[ he smiles, small and soft, and pulls his knees tighter to his body. immediately, the second the apology is falling from finn's lips, yuri is shaking his head. ]
No-- Finn, please, don't apologize. You haven't done anything to me. It's all been me. I don't--
[ he tilts his head forward and presses his face between his knees with a huff. ]
I don't want you feeling bad for my own issues.
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( he'll probably think about yuri breaking down for a while after this, even if they end up resolving their issues. )
I've really been thinking about what you said to me since I've had some time. I just ... ( finn lets his shoulders slump. ) Having a significant other is kind of scary to me. I know it's not a big deal for a lot of people but I've never done it before.
( he leans across the bed, not too close but close enough to emphasize what he's about to say. ) Can we get to know each other more before - before we give anything a shot? I guess ... light dating?
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[ well. that gets yuri's attention. his head lifts again, eyes wide with wonder as he stares at finn. it's-- there's so many people out there who wouldn't think that's anything, wouldn't consider that any sort of option, but yuri sees it for the hope that it is. it's a carrot dangling in front of the cart and he's starved.
he unfurls, one leg lowering to stretch out in front of him, as he opens himself up just a little bit. ]
You wanna... try? With me?
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Yeah! Yeah. ( he beams, nodding. ) I don't know what it all will look like, but I don't want to be scared. ( and he definitely doesn't want to be scared of being around yuri either. if anything, the last week or so has proven that he should continue opening his eyes to the world around him . )
A lot's happened to me lately, so I'm just trying to get all those little ducks in my head in a row, you know?
And I haven't stopped thinking about that time on the swings. I know it was - a lot.
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[ stop. pause. start the brain over again, yuri. ]
Yes. Fuck, yes, Finn, I can-- we-- light dating. We can do that. Absolutely.
[ he drops his head forward again and his shoulders start shaking but this time it's because he's giggling, helpless tiny little silent laughs because relief has flooded his body and it's either laugh or start crying again and he really doesn't want to start crying again. he already needs to take a headache pill.
his head lifts and he's smiling, genuine. ]
I don't know if it'll... help, or if it'll add more pressure somehow, but I haven't ever-- a real relationship. I've never had one, either. So. It'll be unfamiliar territory for both of us. I mean I guess there was that girl I dated in middle school for like a whole week but then I had to move so. I don't count that.
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Okay. I - we can take it really slow, then, yeah? ( unable to help himself, he claps lightly, pleased to have started turning this around for them both. there's always going to be a worry he won't be enough for yuri, especially in the areas in which he does have experience, sure, but he is going to try really hard not to let that get the better of him. )
I - should I let you get ready for bed? I know you had a show and all.
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[ until he reaches his breaking points, maybe, but for the most part he will let finn set the pace. he figures his patience is pretty good at this point, all things considered, and... well. he has toys. it'll be fine.
it'll be fine!
yuri chews on his botto lip and glances around the room with a faint hum. ]
I mean... you don't have to leave. You could just stay and we could order some snacks or food and we could talk. Or-- well, I guess Jisoo's probably itching to talk to you, too.
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I should go talk to her! But - can I come back? You can get showered and stuff and. And we can hang out and watch television and talk and everything. ( see? he's a genius! after yuri agreeing to light dating with him, finn can definitely find compromise when it's necessary. )
I can bring back snacks for us. I did owe you all those ice cream sandwiches. I got my own scooper so we don't have to deal with plastic spoons. ( because of course he did. or technically his best friend did. )
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[ he's giggling again because of course they somehow have ice cream scoops on hand, why wouldn't they? and he had mostly been joking about the sandwich thing but honestly? it can just be their thing. he's very excited by the thought of them having a thing.
yuri leans to the side so he can dig his keycard back out of his pocket again and he hands it over with a smile. ]
Here, take it, this way you can let yourself back in when you get back.
[ yuri suspects he'll be done with his shower before finn's done having his bestie convo and going on a snack run, but he also suspects the last thing he's going to want to do is get up once he's made himself cozy in bed. there's a pair of cozy pink pajamas calling his name and he's ready to crawl inside of them. ]
Before you go, could you just... I mean, if you wanted to, just...
[ he puckers up his lips and taps his forehead hopefully. finn's already done it once tonight but he'll absolutely take another. ]
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with a blush on his cheeks as he pulls away, he gives a tiny wave before heading off for his next stop of the night. the conversation goes as well as he'd hoped, though not without another punch on the shoulder, a little harder than yuri's earlier. he deserved it, honestly, but he wishes that jisoo remembered that she used to play sports. there are more tears, though happy ones this time - she'd always hoped he'd meet his mom even if the chances were slim! they go on a food run together and it's jisoo who watches finn head down the hallway to yuri's room like a parent sending their child on a first date, arms folded and everything.
he lifts his hand to knock but remembers the card in his pocket, which he taps in with a singsong, ) Hullo...
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he's been laying in bed with his hello kitty pajamas and glasses on (farewell, contacts), watching something just the right amount of trashy to make him feel good about his own life, for about fifteen minutes when the door opens again. yuri immediately sits upright, making sure to look like finn's invited to join him in the bed if he wants to while also maintaining some space, and he grins. ]
Don't worry, I'm decent. Come on in.
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( finn, now changed into sweatpants, peeks around the corner to beam at him. yuri looks so soft and cozy. he isn't sure he's seen him like this even on the most casual days with the band. finn looks a little flustered all over again, but he keeps going, perching himself on the edge of the bed next to yuri )
I brought all the goodies. ( he shakes the tote bag in his hand, the fabric a little damp from the pint of rocky road gathering condensation on the inside. he begins setting up on the side table, dutifully arranging the paper plates and the ice cream scoop and all the other foods he brought over. )
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[ yuri raises an eyebrow just a little bit at that particular reaction, glancing down at himself briefly before looking back up again. oh, he says. he supposes that finn's never actually seen him dressed down, not really, only running into each other before and after shows after all. he's just having a hard time gauging what kind of "oh" that wa--
oh he looks like he might be blushing. it's a good "oh". got it.
(yuri likes the sweatpants.)
he grabs one of his pillows and rolls around until he's laying on his stomach with the pillow tucked under him so he can stay propped slightly up and see. a grin spreads across yuri's face as he kicks his feet in the air behind him. ]
Y'know I was only mostly joking about the ice cream sandwiches but I'm never going to turn one down that you've made me, so maybe it's a good thing I said it after all.
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( finn goes mostly quiet, making little happy noises as he puts together the now-snickerdoodle sandwich for yuri, just little "hmm-hmms" here and there. he makes sure he puts the right amount of ice cream on it, not wanting it to spill over onto yuri's hands. with the top cookie in place, he pulls a paper napkin out and folds it under the plate before neatly handing it over to him. )
For you.
( once yuri takes the plate, finn will get to making one for himself )
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Thank you.
[ and don't mind him as he... grabs his phone and makes sure to snap just a few pictures. because this is their first treat as a trying and he wants to commemorate it properly. he'll post the picture later.
when he finally takes a bite, though, he lets out a low groan and (dramatically) falls over onto the bed. ]
God, that really hits the spot. I can taste the care that went into it.
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he finishes up and hops up only to pop the ice cream into the mini fridge, managing to push it into the freezer area by squishing the carton a little. with a sheepish grin, he gets up and lightly sits back against the headboard of the hotel bed.
there.
with the plate in one hand, he holds it right under his chin so he can chomp. )
I was thinking chocolate chip was gonna be a lot with Rocky Road, so I got snickerdoodles. The cinnamon really works, I think!
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the cookie sandwich is really good, though; he wasn't lying about that. ]
Mm, and honestly, so does the butter taste.
[ he has his legs stretched out in front of him and his toes do a happy little wiggle every time he takes a bite. ]
I'm gonna have to hit the gym a bit more frequently if we're going to be spending more time together.
[ yuri says it as lightly as possible in an attempt to make sure finn knows he doesn't mind that in the slightest. ]
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finn watches him wiggle amusedly, his cheeks puffed up as he tries to get through an especially big bite. he's a fast eater, the sandwich already a mere square inch between his index finger and thumb. )
I do like frozen yogurt too. We can do toppings sometime. Like granola and strawberries over froyo! That's ... healthy, right? ( as he downs his last bite of sandwich immediately. )
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[ he laughs and continues munching on his own sandwich, internally cooing over how absolutely cute finn looks while he's eating. yuri even had a headstart and finn's still finishing before him, but that's fine. he's foreseeing a lot of "no, no, i'm full, help yourself" lunch and dinner dates.
very, very cute. he's ready for it.
he polishes off his sandwich well after finn's finished his and he flops back with a satisfied noise, eyes closing as he pats his stomach. ]
Mm, very good.
[ he turns his head to face finn and grins. ]
At some point we'll have to start using weird shit, you know. Like... stroopwaffles. Or a cinnamon raisin bagel!
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he falls quiet for a moment, trying to parse through whatever mystery is being unraveled on the television. his lips half-form words as he mouths the titles flashing across the screen. when it cuts to a commercial break, he turns to yuri, actually rolling onto his side. )
Are you feeling any better?
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[ yuri glances at the distance between them briefly, lips pressing together before he scoots just a little bit closer. when he's near enough he reaches out and lightly puts his hand into finn's. they've done this part before so it should be fine, right?
right??
cheeks red, he turns his gaze back up toward the tv where mayhem is currently burning a promposal into someone's yard. ]
Shower helped. So did the headache stuff. And the ice cream, of course.
[ if he pretends holding hands isn't a big deal then it won't be!!! ]
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