The scarf definitely belongs on Yuuri. This is a fact. As irrefutable as ice is cold and Makkachin cute. Viktor holds his hand in front of Yuuri's view. So just his head and most of the blue are visible. Blocking the rest of the... "ensemble."
"It's the rest of your clothes that don't match it!"
There is a small flickering of what can only be hope in Viktor's eyes. Growing stronger with each moment.
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The scarf definitely belongs on Yuuri. This is a fact. As irrefutable as ice is cold and Makkachin cute. Viktor holds his hand in front of Yuuri's view. So just his head and most of the blue are visible. Blocking the rest of the... "ensemble."
"It's the rest of your clothes that don't match it!"
There is a small flickering of what can only be hope in Viktor's eyes. Growing stronger with each moment.