@belxsar: Hello, for your ‘Kisses With Meaning’ prompt drabbles, I’d like to request Mitsuhide with either eyelid, nape, or wrist (you pick because I can’t!) please. Thanks so much! :) Love your writing and your blog! <3
It’s a game she comes up with on the spot to test a few things, meant to last only a heartbeat. But looking at him now, and every moment before and after, she knows she will never be able to help herself, not when he sits there so fraught and tidy, refusing to play. There will be a wrinkle in his sleeve and a wrinkle in his brow, as well as a wrinkle in his words and a wrinkle in his calm, and she will want nothing more than to reach out on every plane and see how much more wrinkled it would get under her touch.
She does enjoy it. She can admit that. But it won’t even be the best part.
She thinks him untouchable, invulnerable, as stalwart as a battle ship heaving out to sea, and it infuriates her, because she can see the wear and tear. From the pier she wonders why he doesn’t.
“May I kiss you?”
So she plays with him, poking and prodding with gentle paws, until it’s a glorious mess: the stillness. The fake tranquility that goes washing over him and seeping out through his pores. His brush stills. His breath stills. His eyes still. And every inch of his control frays under an invisible, indomitable, weight.
Like the cat that got the canary, she bares her teeth at him in—
me, an astrology intellectual: yoongi is a pisces sun so he genuinely cares about a lot of things and he’s so sensitive and he really victimizes/blames himself for shit (like a true pisces would) remember in that interview he said that when the girl broke his heart, he started blaming himself that he wasn’t good enough or how he felt like he wasn’t good enough for his parents because he wasn’t doing what they wanted him to do? he blames himself so much for things. pisces ass. and the thing about it is that, yoongi is also a virgo moon which means that he especially cares for his members and us so much. he’d do anything for either one of us. he loves us so much. he just don’t wanna show it bc virgos hate showing their true feelings smh. they always wanna know everyone else’s deep feelings n issues but don’t wanna show anyone theirs. SMH ☕️ anyways, all i’m saying is yoongi actually really does care he just tryna scam y'all n make it seem like he don’t. lying ass pisces ass headass boy.
Headcannon: Yuuri talks to JJ after his panic attack at the Grand Prix, and they become Anxiety Bros and good friends. All the other skaters get jealous when only Yuuri and Viktor are invited to JJ's wedding, but they eventually realize that they were kind of jerks to him and apologize. (and Phichit gets #JJStyle trending)
Yesssss <3 Omg I love this so much!!!
I’ve been headcanoning them as anxiety bros since episode 11 and just…them getting along is the purest thing ever <3
JJ probably didn’t want to invite Viktor at first either, but Yuuri is one of his closest friends now, and he knows they’re a package deal. Yuuri being there on his special day is far more important to him than his discomfort around Viktor, who (along with all the other skaters) has admittedly treated him like shit until then.
Summary: bucky forgets but your love can make him come back to you.
Warnings: angst, fluff, language, break down + lots of crying (its not as bad as it looks like)
Pairing : Bucky x reader x a bit of Steve
A/n: thus is only a little something which I’m not sure about… As always… So leave feedback!!! Pretty please😊😘
When you chose to stay with bucky you knew what was possible to happen. He could have had a nightmare. He could have hurt you. He could have killed you. You knew all these things could have happened but none of those imaginations could’ve ever stopped you from loving him. No matter what he would have done, you would have forgave him. Although, what did happen was much worse than anything that you ever could’ve expected.
You lay awake thinking as you heard soft whispers coming from the person besides you. You listened closely trying yo make out if it was a nightmare or a good dream he was having.
You turned a little so you could face Bucky and in that moment the whispers dyed down. You looked from his lips up to his eyes and jumped a bit as you saw him intensely starring at you. His eyes twitched to your left hand brought up by you to touch and gently stroke his cheek.
He flinched away at the slightest touch, your skin touched his, your fingers feeling like a feather. You didn’t even touch him properly but he flinched away as if you just sent a hit straight to his face.
He looked at you in horror , eyes wide opened and lips pressed together in a tight line making concern wash over your features.
You forced your tired body to slowly sit up and narrow your burning eyes so you could see something In the dark of the night. Your lids tried to fall close but you didn’t let them as you stared down at bucky.
You attempted to touch him, to reassure him, to make him believe you were real but all your attempts got declined by him. He just laid back down onto his back staring at the emptiness of the blank ceiling.
You knew you shouldn’t talk to him when he was in this state, the danger about him thinking you we’re hydra and only wanted to fool him was too big, but you didn’t know what else to do. You tried to choose your words wisely as they came out of your mouth just above a whisper.
“Bucky… Can you talk to me?“
You knew you didn’t have to ask if he was alright, you saw he wasn’t but after he just continued laying down and staring at the ceiling without even acknowledging you, your whole body started to tense up and you got really concerned and worried.
“Bucky I need you to talk to me” you urged now making him turn his head to you in a fast motion as if you snapped him out of his daze.
His eyes grew wide once again and he looked at your face before slowly getting of and out of the bed. “I don’t know you… What are you doing here ?” He whispered in confusion.
You chuckled “yeah very funny babe"
You watched him shift his position and waited for him to come back to bed, but he never came.
Your brows furrowed and you, once again, sat there with worries written all over your face.
“That was a joke right ?” You asked hopeful.
“What was?” He answered eyeing you up and down in fear and horror.
And you felt the tears brimming. And the throat tightening. And the words disappearing. Your mind went blank and you didn’t know what to do.
Suddenly your body felt numb.
It was that brief second in which everything around you, everything that seemed to be alright, went back to the bad. And the happy end was not in sight anymore.
The tears fell from your eyes.
It clicked, this was the moment you knew would come eventually. Everything seemed good. There is never something good.
It just wasn’t fair. That all of this always happened to you. It just wasn’t fair.
You slowly got out of bed making bucky take a step backwards with every step you took forwards. Your eyes stayed on his the whole time still seeking for any glimpse of shine to show you that you didn’t loose him entirely.
There wasn’t anything, not what you hoped.
You walked to the door looking one last time over your shoulder at bucky who was staring at you in alert.
You forced your glance away and opened the door stepping out of the room and into the hallway.
“Friday make sure Sargent Barnes stays in the room” you ordered while walking down the hallway with a blank stare.
“Of course muss (y/l/n)”
The tears dried down and your eyes became cold as your mind started thinking back.
Everything was hydras fault. Just everything. You were happy for once, the only one that could give you this happiness was Bucky.
And they destroyed it again
You knocked at the too familiar door, softly but loud enough for him to hear.
You heard Steve say through the wooden door. Stepping in you immediately broke down again right next to the door making Steve rush over to you and pic you up.
He picked you up and carried you over and onto his bed he knew bucky wouldn’t like to see this but he didn’t know what to do.
He rocked you. Back. And forth.
Waiting for your tears to dry and your sobs to die down. And as they did, oh as they did he could not believe what you told him.
As they did he wished they wouldn’t have.
As they did he wanted all of this to be a dream.
As they did he looked at you. And he stopped being angry because all of the pain his friend had to go through.
Because when he looked into your eyes , he saw all the love and all the hope that slowly began to fade. He saw everything you built up fall apart and he saw all the walls Bucky managed to put down, coming up again.
When he looked up he became sad. For all the pain you had to go through.
Steve didn’t want that. You didn’t want that either. So all that was left for you to do was hold together and do what you could.
He surrounded you in a tight hug, feeling your salty tears which ran down your cheeks in silence on his shirt which you gripped tightly.
You cried quietly staring blankly against the wall as you held onto Steve, you felt yourself slipping and you didn’t know what to do until, you let go.
You didn’t hold into your anger, your sadness, your desperation anymore. You let go and slowly felt yourself fall to sleep, the last thing you felt was how the tight grip around you loosened and the arms disappeared.
You woke up in a foreign yet familiar room. You stirred, slightly overwhelmed by the situation as you began to remember.
You blinked away from the sunlight floating into the room as you sat up on the bed. You looked around.
You were Alone.
You stood up hoping it was a dream. Hoping all of this was not real.
You knew it was.
Your steps were quiet and slow as you walked down the hallway head hanging low and eyes focusing on nothing in particular just like your ears.
You heard the chit chat , the beeping of the coffee machine and clinging of forks against plates but you didn’t focus on any of that.
It was as if all of that got blocked out by your mind at it suddenly was just you left in the hall.
You looked up to the quietness just as you stood in front of your door.
There was nothing. You saw nothing.
Everything was a blur. The noises were gone. And you still felt numb. All you heard was your blood rushing in your ears and your heart beating against your chest.
You were so afraid to open the door. It was no use though and you knew it. You pushed the handle down and the beating sound picked up and got much faster, the room starting to clear up around you and when you saw the room was empty the ground seemed to be ripped away from under your feet.
Suddenly everything seemed to be so far away. And you felt yourself loose consciousness and then your hand flew up to the door frame trying to find any kind of support before falling down, but it didn’t help. Not at all.
The next time you wake up you lay in your own bed, surrounded by pillows and blankets that smelled like bucky. They had this sent lingering on them that made you want to throw up, but not because it smelled bad. Because you didn’t know what happened to him or where he is AMD every memory to him makes your stomach turn upsidedown, your eyes burn and fill with tears and your mind race with thousands of worst case scenarios.
As you looked over at the clock you saw it was already late in the afternoon and you jumped out of bed, feeling dizzy from the fast movement but you didn’t care, you stomped out of the room, not becaysetyou were angry.
As you reached the kitchen there was no one, and in the gym was no one, and in the common room was no one.
You were all alone, no one was home.
You wanted to see bucky. You wanted to see him so bad. And that’s when you remembered something.
“Friday? Where are the rest of the avengers?”
“They had to leave for a highly classified mission, everyone was needed”
“And where is bucky”
“He is in level 19. containment base.”
You gasped and looked at the ceiling wide eyed.
“Thank you Friday” you shouted as you made your way to the elevator quickly and pushed the right button.
As you rode down everything started to twist and turn again, your throat went dry and your fingers played with one another. This time you didn’t allow yourself to fall over again. You just couldn’t.
You reached floor 19 in a matter of seconds and stepped out of the elevator only to be met with cold and monotone surroundings managing it to make your mood drop further down.
You walked on the cold hard floor your shoes clicking against it every now and then. You looked around the room , all the glass cells were empty. You wondered where bucky was until you rounded a corner and saw a heavy door.
You stepped into the room and saw a big window which you knew was a mirror on the other side of the room.
Your steps were cautious, quiet, actually not wanting to see what was going on on the other side.
As you stood just in front the window you saw him, sitting in a corner.
Face full of fear as he rocked back and forth.
There was nothing for him to forget his fear. White walls, white floor, white ceiling, white cloth.
All he had was a bed, a table with a chair and a separated bathroom.
You couldn’t take it anymore, seeing the love of your live so helpless, so empty and not being able to do anything against it.
You stepped to the side walking over to the door opening it.
His head shot up to you and you smiled at him weakly, you weren’t afraid. You knew he wouldn’t do anything to harm you.
His eyes looked into yours with fear and he noticed the tears that streamed down your face.
He didn’t understand you smiled and cried all at the same time.
He didn’t understand.
You kneeled down besides him slowly wanting to see if he would let you or not, but when he did nothing to stop you
, you turned over and sat next to him leaning your head back against the wall and wrapping your hands around his right arm.
You sat there in silence for a while, you already wondered when he would push you away. It was a wonder that he let you touch him.
But you actually didn’t care, you laid your head onto his shoulder and you felt his whole body tensing but you didn’t care. Your tears fell onto his dark blue shirt and you gripped onto his arm more tightly afraid he would just leave you now.
The silence stayed for a while both of you just starring against the wall.
You felt him turning his head and looking down at you, but before anything else could happen the door was ripped open harshly and both of your heads shot up to see Steve standing in the doorway.
“What do you think you are doing?!”
He yelled. The anger in his eyes like flames, but yours didn’t show anything else.
You knew bucky was terrified, you could practically hear his heart racing as his whole body tensed and he gripped onto you. Out of pure comfort, probably not even noticing it.
“Steve, this is my boyfriend not yours, I can do whatever I want in here.”
You growled at him but your voice didn’t raise.
“Do you think its good for him that you are here ?!”
He snapped again.
“But you can be here or what ?"
You snapped back but you knew you had to comply anyway. You turned to bucky burying your face in his neck and whispering "I’ll come back tonight” for only him to hear.
You pushed yourself up and stomped out of the room, sending daggers to Steve.
The night had come and you desperately wanted to go see bucky. You wanted him to remember who you were.
You packed a little bag for him.
Only stuff that he needed like his journal and some pens.
You even packed your pillow in hopes that the smell could make him remember
You sneaked out of your room in silence and as you reached the elevator, you put the others on lockdown making sure they couldn’t follow you.
You reached the floor and Bucky’s room opening and stepping in.
Bucky saw you and he knew it was you but somehow he still flinched away as you sat down on the bed next to him.
“I brought you some stuff” you held the bag up and he eyed it suspiciously even though he couldn’t see anything.
“Friday can you turn on a light” and next to you a light was lit. You sat down on the floor in the middle of the room and pulled out your pillow looking up at Bucky already staring at you.
You amazed him the first one who wasn’t afraid, the first one coming here voluntary.
“Can you catch?” You asked. He nodded. You smiled.
You threw it over to him and he catches it letting it fall next to him in the bed.
The smell illuminated the room and he loved that sent. And he knew it. Where did he know it from.
You pulled his journal out and stood up standing in front of him and stretching your arm out for him to take it.
He took it from your hand and you looked at him a moment before talking.
“Do you want me to leave. I mean I would like to stay but we’d have to sleep in one bed and I don’t mind leaving.” You asked with slightly shaking voice.
“You can stay.” A whisper said.
Your eyes shot up and all the surprise was shown on your face.
You climbed into bed next to him, the small bed forced you to lay close together but none of you mind.
You laid on your back staring into Bucky’s eyes as he hovered slightly over you.
He didn’t know why he did that but he wanted to. He was comfortable around you. Just like that.
“I’ll have to leave early in the morning Steve doesn’t like me here.” You stated.
Bucky Nuzzled his face into your neck and mumbled “Steve can go fuck himself, and when captain small ass yells at my girlfriend only one more time I’ll break his face."
He chuckled before resting his forehead against your jawline again.
You laughed along until… Captain small ass, girlfriend and yells sank in. You froze. You didn’t even know your hand still ran up and down his arm as you starred at the ceiling blankly.
"Did you watch game of thrones since I’m here, you know we watch it together.”
He asked completely unaware.
Your hand froze and suddenly you felt like throwing up again, suddenly everything was normal again and the happiness seemed to hit you pretty hard.
“Oh my god” you whispered after your hand stopped running up and down his arm.
“What’s up doll?” He asked concerned.
“Oh my god”
He didn’t know what was going n until he processed all his words. “Oh my god”
You starred at each other wide eyed.
He kissed you passionately and so full of love you forgot that the world was turning for a moment. His left arm helping him keep his balance but his right hand touched your cheek ever so lightly as your lips melted together and danced in reunion.
You broke apart and he looked into your eyes deeply getting lost in their beauty.
“You made me remember.”
And he kissed you again long and loving.
Both of you made your way up into your shared room hand in hand.
Smiling to yourselves you snuggled up in bed together.
Your head laid on his chest and his hand was around your back the other one pushing a strand of hair behind your ear and stroking your cheek like feathers running over your cheek.
You listened to his steady heartbeat your hand laying on his chest lazily as your lips stayed in a tight smile and you closed your eyes.
Bucky looked down at you being completely overwhelmed by you.
You were so beautiful and so strong for both of you.
And in the moment where he noticed he was back with you, he knew he would never let you go.
You were his anchor and it was all the love for you that made him come back.
MOM MOM MOM PLEASE PLEASE SMALL AU FOR DOYOUNG !!!! i really love your blog, everytime i open tumblr the first thing i do is to search for your blog. your scenarios make my days!
waaaa you’re so cute!! thank you ~~ (also omg i love doyoung,,,,)
opened up a bakery with his brother,,,,except his brother handles finances and doyoung does all the baking LOL
which doesn’t bother him because doyoung l o v e s to bake,,,,especially cookies in different shapes and ,,,, sometimes when he has the time he’ll make his own chocolate from scratch to use as filling or icing
and he has an apprentice, mark lee, who he’s always got running around doing errands and delivering orders for customers
and the elderly women who come in to buy cookies for their grandchildren or something aDORE doyoung and they’re always like “i want to introduce my grandchild to you,,,,,,,,you’d be such a good husband!!!!”
and doyoung is flattered, but all he can do is embarrassingly laugh and be like!!!!!!!! im not,,,,,im not charming whatsoever
but what a LIE,,,,when he’s baking he has his shirt sleeves rolled up and his bangs in his eyes and he looks so cute and concentrated,,,,,,
anyone who walks by the window while he’s working has to look in because what a handsome baker????
and you don’t even know about the bakery??? you’re on your way when you suddenly run into someone and everything you’re holding goes flying in the air
and mark appears in front of you with his bike and he’s like oH NO!!! your papers are everywhere!!!! im so sorry!!! and you’re like it’s fine it’s not like they’re ripp-
but then someone comes running by, stepping over your papers and tearing them in half and you’re like,,,,,,wha
and mark is trying to gather whats leftover and he hands the messy pile to you and he’s like “im sorry, come with me ill make it up to you!!!”
and you let him drag you somewhere, still thinking about how your papers got shredded in two
and you only look up to notice you’re infront of a ??? bakery
and mark tugs you along inside and he’s like “doyoung!!!!! i messed up this persons whole day im gonna give them cookies to make up for it ok??”
and you’re like ? doyoung? cookies? where am i?
and you suddenly hear another boys voice go “mark, you can’t compensate for everything with cookies.”
and you look over to see,,,,,,,a handsome lean boy with striking features, especially his eyes who you presume is this ‘doyoung’
and he’s like “im sorry about mark, he never looks where he’s going. here, i just made this batch.”
and suddenly your arms are full off sweets instead of papers and you try one and your eyes go wide and you’re like THIS IS SO YUMMY !!!!!!
and doyoung gives a proud grin and he’s like “first batch of the day is always the best!” and you’re like omg i could eat this forEVER
and mark is like “that’s what i tell doyoung!!!!!!! his baking is the best”
and doyoung chuckles and is like flattery will get you nowhere
but you’re eating another cookie and you’re like seriously !!!! this is so good!!!!! your hands are blessed
and doyoung notices the cute way you’re staring at all the sweets in awe and he’s like “is,,,is there anything you want to try? we’re not open yet,,,,,so you can have a free sample”
and you’re like OMG REALLY I WANT TO TRY EVERYTHING NOW
and doyoung watches as you walk around, looking at everything in the displays curiously
and when mark ends up packing you a bag full of sweets to try you’re like !!!!!!!!! i never knew about this bakery but ill only come here from now on!!!!!!!!!!
and doyoung can feel his heart race but he keeps it at bay and he’s like “you’re very sweet, thank you!” and as you walk out of the bakery, waving at mark and doyoung
mark elbows doyoung in the side and he’s like I CAUGHT YOU LOOKING ALL LOVEY DOVEY
and doyoung is like “mark lee do you want to me take all those cookies they ate out of your paycheck?”
mark: omg no im sorry
doyoung: exactly,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,but um whats their name again i just,,,i just wanna know,,,,,,,,,coughs
“How would Kojuro react when MC is turned into a cat?"
Well, that’s not just a crack headcanon now, Voltage has made it canon in his epilogue for this event. And the answer? They still converse and it is mega cute! And so much more so because Kojuro likes cats but for some unknown reason cats hate him, hahaha, poor darling!
I recommend buying all the epi for this event. It’s so worth 2 pearls each if you like crack stuff.
The hashtag for this event should be #CRACK TREATED SERIOUSLY, hahahaha
GO GO GO GET!
ALSO, NAUGHTY HEADCANON: DADDY IS TOTALLY GOING TO CALL US KITTEN AFTER THIS EVENT!
I have to send you guys some major love and props for that magnificent dubbing of Tale of Two Rulers. It was incredible, the artwork, the voice acting, the music, and the editing were all perfectly done. I can't stop re-watching it. Keep up the spectacular work!
ahhhhh thank you so much ;w; yall should send all the love to vade, he worked really hard on this project and it meant a lot to him
Aubrey!!!! The one true forensic foodologist, heh. Can you all believe that we’ve only had 3 seasons with this adorable dork, but it feels like it’s been a lifetime now??? I mean, we’ve all come to know and love his quirks (food obsessions and all), and I don’t think many of us expected to love this cinammon roll this much?? Which is amazing, honestly. He’s been such a perfect addition to the show, and has formed friendships with everyone, and is truly part of the team now. It made me sad to hear that he would (possibly) be leaving the team soon for a promotion in LA, but he deserves the world really ❤️ It makes me wish that we had more time with him, much more than the wonderful 3 seasons that he’s been around. So thanks Aubrey, thanks for being one of the best guys out there, with a heart of gold and an appetite to beat. May you succeed in life, and always find your way back home, to the Jeffersonian family, because, well, there’s more than one kind of family.
I'm so glad Tyler is more involved on mark's channel bc when I saw him a long time ago I was like "this guy seems angry and not cool or good" BUT NOW I KNOW HES A SWEETHEART AND IT MAKES ME TO HAPPY AND I LOVE IT
Yo to be honest I thought he was kind of a jerk when I first saw him but now I know that’s not the case at all. I’m happy he’s being shown so much more - he’s a gem and deserves all the warm blankets okay
andreil going on roadtrips is literally??? just the?? warmest thing ever????? they werent able to do it before, for spring break, because of all the bad stuff that happened…but just imagine like sometime in the summer. for 2 weeks or so they get to be together, alone, free of worry leaving it all behind ((including kevin much to his distaste bc he didnt want to have the court so far from him but hes able to stick with his dad so its ok. also andrew pulled out the knives))
having just the road beyond them!!! they travel for hours with no real destination in mind, only the feeling of being able to be with each other like this
with their fingers loosely laced together in the middle of the console and the windows down with the wind blowing through their hair. sometimes neil will stick his head out to really breathe in and feel his blood rushing because freedom is right here in front of him in the palms of his hands and it feels so good
andrew glances at him before turning back to the road again and his heart is clenching and burning with this entirely new feeling because neil still feels like a fucking pipe dream even though he is right there with him. and he always will be.
after a while they’d stop at a rest area, or maybe just the shoulder of an empty road. andrew would step out and go to neil’s side and lean against the hood of the car while lighting 2 cigs
they both breathe in the smoke while they lean back to stare at the starry sky which is extremely clear without light pollution, except its only neil doing so, because andrew is staring at him from the corner of his eye instead
the awe on neil’s face makes the realization hit him that he’d burn down the world if that meant nothing would ever be able to take this away from him again ((am i speaking about neil’s happiness, or neil with andrew? ;)))
this muddles his thoughts and almost melts his fucking brain, so much that he has to ask “yes or no?” and pulling neil in by the collar of his shirt when he whispers out a “yes. always yes.” and biting his bottom lip for the last of it in retaliation which makes neil smile against his mouth
they spend nights in shitty motels with junk food and candy surrounding them on their bed, courtesy of andrew
theyre wrapped in blankets like a cocoon and sharing kisses and nuzzles to necks and soft touches like hands running through hair, warm hands on the back of necks and sometimes barely-there fingertips grazing up and down arms when andrew is comfortable with it
neil will send a pic of them on the balcony with the sunrise behind them to the foxes’ groupchat and everyone dies from it. andrew is glaring at neil and flicks the ash of his cig towards him and neil just smiles
neil would want to go on runs in the morning, to stick to routine, to sometimes push away nightmares he had the night before, but in the end he will always come back to andrew because he knows he no longer has to be actually on the run. and andrew will be waiting for him
and he is, with takeout breakast and a 2nd cig in between his fingers for him, and the steadying presence with the feeling of home
they dont exactly have plans for their days, just whatever comes to mind and whats easy, either lazing about watching boring movies with andrew’s legs thrown across neil’s lap or andrew slowly taking neil apart bit by bit with hot hands and harsh kisses. it all works for them
((once neil asked if he’d wanna go running with him sometime and maybe check out whats around and what to do and andrew just stares blankly at him like ‘are you kidding me’ and neil has the audacity to laugh))
and even after many years that pass they’ll still take these roadtrips, a lot of them on a whim just to get away from everything and to wrap up into each other and feel how they still fit together like 2 pieces of a puzzle even after all this time
insecure/clingy victor makes my life 500% better because it makes him so much more realistic and knowing his character, he'd be the clingiest, most worried about losing the other. like, yuuri gets to the point where he's like "okay this is happening this is f i n e. posters? what posters? he's my husband not my celebrity crush" but they've been married for years and victor's like "I LOVE YOU NEVER LEAVE I CANT LIVE WITHOUT YOU PLEASE I N E E D I DONT DESERVE YOUR LOVE BUT NEVER LEAVE"
Awwww dang you’re right :/ The beautiful thing about their relationship is that they brought out the best in each other without even necessarily realizing what was happening. But if Victor were to slow down and think about that I think he’d realize just how much Yuuri changed his life and how much he wants/needs to stay with him.
I could picture him spilling all of this to Yuuri one night in bed and Yuuri understanding completely because he can relate Victor’s depression to his own anxiety. Then Yuuri is careful to never threaten to leave him/to never take a domestic fight too far and to reassure him that he’ll stay with him forever. But this still does make Victor clingy in a healthy way and Yuuri is happy to cling right back to him <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3