( It's why his bed is always littered with candy-bar wrappers and packets of chips; he's a huge fan of the midnight snack, and he works hard enough (and his metabolism is fast enough) that he can get away with it. He pulls away from Otabek's back when he feels him move, looking up at him with those wide green eyes.
... Huh. He hadn't accounted for their closeness; he can see a tiny smudge of missed stubble against the line of Otabek's jaw. Yuri blinks once before sitting back properly on his seat, his attention shifting away to fix firmly on their destination. )
How come you weren't asleep, anyway?
( There's defensive strain to his voice now, because for some reason he feels out of his depth again. Young again. The most confusing part is that it doesn't have anything to do with Otabek's question. )
It's late. ( He frowns. ) I didn't think you'd see my text until tomorrow.
/settles comfortably c:
( Yuri shrugs. )
A little bit, but I can't sleep if I'm hungry.
( It's why his bed is always littered with candy-bar wrappers and packets of chips; he's a huge fan of the midnight snack, and he works hard enough (and his metabolism is fast enough) that he can get away with it. He pulls away from Otabek's back when he feels him move, looking up at him with those wide green eyes.
... Huh. He hadn't accounted for their closeness; he can see a tiny smudge of missed stubble against the line of Otabek's jaw. Yuri blinks once before sitting back properly on his seat, his attention shifting away to fix firmly on their destination. )
How come you weren't asleep, anyway?
( There's defensive strain to his voice now, because for some reason he feels out of his depth again. Young again. The most confusing part is that it doesn't have anything to do with Otabek's question. )
It's late. ( He frowns. ) I didn't think you'd see my text until tomorrow.