“So, are you gonna tell them?”
Yuri quirks a little grin and nuzzles back into Otabek’s shoulder from where they are, curled together on their bed with Yuri’s back to Otabek’s chest.
“What kind of question is that?” he teases. He can practically feel Otabek roll his eyes.
“You know what I mean,” Otabek mumbles, pressing a kiss to the spot behind Yuri’s ear.
“They’ll find out either way but, yeah, I’m gonna tell them,” Yuri replies, glancing down at the gold band around his left hand ring finger. “They’re having me over for dinner on Friday, I’ll just let them know then,” Yuri explains.
“No extravagant way of revealing it to them?” Otabek questions, teasing tone in his voice.
“Victor would enjoy that too much,” Yuri tells Otabek who laughs a little.
“How do you think they’ll take it?” Otabek inquires. Yuri pauses to think and sighs.
“I don’t know, it could go a lot of different ways.”