I love how tentatively Viktor approached Yuuri during the Sochi banquet. Look at how many shots it took for this boy to get to Yuuri.
I find this to be especially precious given how Viktor already got rejected by Yuuri earlier that evening.
For all of his being a celebrity, Viktor does not strike me as the kind of person who can easily brush off another person’s dislike of him. Hell, he made a career out of pleasing everyone, and while I don’t think he would cry over another person’s opinion of him, neither does he seem like someone who could just easily dismiss it or not be hurt. I mean look at this face:
His reservations about approaching the fascinating Japanese boy were therefore perfectly understandable. We can even clearly see that he kept his distance for a bit at first.
But like a moth to a flame,
this precious boy
can’t seem to help himself.
And for a while it doesn’t seem like Yuuri even noticed him there?
Everything about him was beautiful.
His hair, his eyes, his smile, his skin.
Even his back was beautiful.
But on the night he walked away
was the last image
and it was
the worst thing
to be seen.
Real question: is there an audio clip out there of Mark Strong singing Take me Home, Country Roads in its entirety, and if not, can he please record one because his version was 100 times better than the original
You might know this already, but you’re the first person whose eyes I can look into for so long without feeling uncomfortable. Maybe they’re just naturally that warm–I remember you calling brown eyes the warmest–but I have a feeling that it’s just you. You can say the words with your fingers on a screen or with your lips to my face for as long as you want, but if I really want to know that you love me, I’ll just shift my gaze to yours.