[ just as decisively, the same bluntness he'd been wielding when he'd held out his hand and said so, are we friends yet?
looking satisfied with dinner confirmed, otabek's attention stays mostly on yuri now, just visibly pink in the face behind his sandwich. that's a satisfying sight, too.
he isn't expecting to stay much longer, it's already late and though the drive and the slight brain freeze of his drink has ensured sleep won't come for quite awhile, he looks from yuri's laptop back over to him and nods, shifting up out of the chair.
lifting another fry as he sits down on the other side of yuri's food, he pops the lid off his milkshake off again and repeats the same strawberry / fry combination, leaning over to look at yuri's movie collection.
pointing at the screen with another stolen fry, his mouth slants into a grin, glancing over at yuri from the corner of one eye: ]Anna Karenina, huh?
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[ just as decisively, the same bluntness he'd been wielding when he'd held out his hand and said so, are we friends yet?
looking satisfied with dinner confirmed, otabek's attention stays mostly on yuri now, just visibly pink in the face behind his sandwich. that's a satisfying sight, too.
he isn't expecting to stay much longer, it's already late and though the drive and the slight brain freeze of his drink has ensured sleep won't come for quite awhile, he looks from yuri's laptop back over to him and nods, shifting up out of the chair.
lifting another fry as he sits down on the other side of yuri's food, he pops the lid off his milkshake off again and repeats the same strawberry / fry combination, leaning over to look at yuri's movie collection.
pointing at the screen with another stolen fry, his mouth slants into a grin, glancing over at yuri from the corner of one eye: ] Anna Karenina, huh?