#yuruuriweek2017

Eventually, he does find him. Yuri finds Yuuri cleaning up after the last few remaining people who enjoyed a late night meal. He’s alone, and dancing around the room as he collects dirty dishes and eating utensils.

Of all the things, Yuri was not expecting this. It's bad and uncoordinated, Yuuri’s dancing to his own off key humming, it's nothing short of a hot mess, but he's never seen him look so content before, so at ease. He looks so carefree, and he somehow manages to make dancing terribly to your own terrible humming look absolutely appealing and, dare he say? Fun. What sort of witchcraft is this?

Contentment, genuine contentment is a good look on Yuuri. Yuri feels his face flush when he dares think Yuuri looks absolutely adorable doing his god-awful dancing. The wiggle of his hips, the sway of his body, the stretch of his legs, it's all so endearing. He almost wants to join Yuuri in his frolics, wants to join him in his fun shenanigans and laugh with him, but he knows he can’t. Yuuri is too reserved, he’d stop if Yuri made himself known. They’re not close enough, they’re hardly close at all, and a pang of sadness clenches in his chest when Yuri realizes their lack of fondness toward each other is his doing and his alone.

Maybe he’s being a little creepy just standing in the doorway, and he almost feels as if he’s invading Yuuri’s privacy, a tad voyeuristic perhaps, but he’s mesmerized by how cute Yuuri looks when he’s not carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. It’s a strange feeling, and the embarrassment shudders through his body when he privately yearns to be someone Yuuri can dance badly around, can have not a single care in the world around.

The consequences of his prickly actions and words toward Yuuri weigh heavily on his mind, and oh how he wishes he could take them back and just be nice to him. In theory, it’s easy to be nice and friendly to someone. In practice, it’s harder. As much as he fantasizes about becoming close to Yuuri, of befriending him and helping him shine on the ice and even off, he freaks out and impulsively word vomits venom instead because allowing himself to become close to someone isn’t a risk he knows how to take.