Yuuri can't help the little gasp-and-shiver at that. His lips are always either chapped or raw from the cold and from him worrying at them when he gets particularly nervous and that means they're usually sensitive. Minami's touch is a jolt down his spine and the tension is suddenly awkward but in a way that just makes it curl deeper, warmer around them. He's not sure what's happening, but he can feel the shift, and he meets Minami's eyes all of a sudden, his own curious, because it really seems like Minami is setting up to kiss him.

Normally, that might have him fleeing to the other side of the locker room, and it still might in a minute, to be honest, but right now, he already felt like such a passenger in his own body, that this feels almost like an out of body experience, and he finds that he's more interested in knowing if Minami's actually going to kiss him than he is any of the other things he probably ought to be thinking about a competitor who's younger than he is kissing him in a locker room, good or bad.