Yuuri fidgets a bit, nervous that someone might come try to talk to him while Viktor is gone, but luckily no one does. Even if they had, he feels... less tenuous, now. He's never going to be a person who feels like he belongs in a high end store, but he's settling in to the realization that if Viktor is the kind of person who does and if he belongs with Viktor, then...
Yeah, he's not quite there yet. But he's at least gotten to feeling like he's the type of person who belongs with Viktor and that's not always been the case. If he feels outclassed, well, none of them know what a complete goofball Viktor is, none of them know that he's sometimes a difficult genius more than a smiling superstar. Viktor is difficult and Viktor knows he's difficult and Yuuri just thinks it's a privilege to have to deal with it. To get to. They work.
Yuuri gravitates towards the first suit, unable to decide if it's red or burgundy or just an unusual shade of brown. But everything seems to weirdly blend together with it, particularly his eyes. The grey one just... looks like a suit on him. It's not bad but he knows Viktor will want something excellent.
The blue one needs to be tailored a bit through the legs, but the vest underneath is a nice touch and the more fitted back of it accentuates the kind of shape he's currently in, so it's the one he pokes his head back out in,
"Can you help me with my tie? I could probably get it, but it'll take me forever," he's deliberately casual. He has a feeling he's going to blue screen Viktor, but if he thinks too much of this as a dramatic reveal, he's going to get nervous again.
the best part of waking up! ;)
Yeah, he's not quite there yet. But he's at least gotten to feeling like he's the type of person who belongs with Viktor and that's not always been the case. If he feels outclassed, well, none of them know what a complete goofball Viktor is, none of them know that he's sometimes a difficult genius more than a smiling superstar. Viktor is difficult and Viktor knows he's difficult and Yuuri just thinks it's a privilege to have to deal with it. To get to. They work.
Yuuri gravitates towards the first suit, unable to decide if it's red or burgundy or just an unusual shade of brown. But everything seems to weirdly blend together with it, particularly his eyes. The grey one just... looks like a suit on him. It's not bad but he knows Viktor will want something excellent.
The blue one needs to be tailored a bit through the legs, but the vest underneath is a nice touch and the more fitted back of it accentuates the kind of shape he's currently in, so it's the one he pokes his head back out in,
"Can you help me with my tie? I could probably get it, but it'll take me forever," he's deliberately casual. He has a feeling he's going to blue screen Viktor, but if he thinks too much of this as a dramatic reveal, he's going to get nervous again.