Minami has spent a great deal of time watching Yuuri. Memorizing routines, moves, even hand gestures. Somehow, though, he has never thought of paying attention to his mouth. How had he possibly overlooked it? The way Yuuri's mouth turns into smiles, frowns, it's endlessly fascinating.

Then there are Yuuri's lips. Closing over the fork. They look - really soft -

Licking his own lips, Minami tries to remember how to breathe.

"I - Don't mind it - " he manages to squeak out. With the feeling he's not talking just about cake. Not any more.