"Okay," he says, easily, "Let me get changed," he leans up for a shorter kiss, but he kind of clutches at Viktor's sleeve for a moment, "Uh... comfort over fashion, though, at least a little?" he requests, because he knows Viktor will already be thinking about what he wants to get for him, "My feet hurt basically all the time. I don't know how you wear some of the things you do." He does understand leather shoes break in, obviously, but Viktor also seems to be willing to compromise a lot more on comfort in a number of ways to look good.

And then, suddenly, a flush of color and an idea,

"Can you mostly behave yourself to help me out of it? It would go faster with you to hang things up for me."