An excerpt from this fic I’m hoping I’ll finish by the end of this week, because otherwise it’s back to uni, and it’ll be another fifteen years before I touch it again:
He’s just about to do them both the favour of ending this very awkward Skype call when Yuri lets out a soft gasp, and says, “Is that your cat?”
“What?” Otabek asks, and turns to see the calico cat that’s so fond of trespassing into his apartment perching on his bedside table. He blinks at the cat a little, and then turns back to Yuri, who is beaming at him, clearly excited to see the cat. “Yeah,” he fucking lies. “Yeah, that’s definitely my cat.”
ETA: The fic is done now! You can find it here!