so my dad fixes hot tubs for a living which means he goes to people’s houses and has all these crazy stories, but he has some regular customers that really like him. he’s also basically a dog whisperer, so every customer’s dog loves him (even ones that are usually “dangerous”). recently, my family’s little poodle elphie died from breast cancer, and it really hit my dad hard. he doesn’t show his emotions outwardly but it’s been really tough for him lately. apparently, he went to this one regular customer’s house that has a big black lab, a pedigree dog that they use for breeding. usually the dog is really friendly with him, but this time he got there and the dog was howling and whimpering, and ran right up to him and started nuzzling into his lap. he started talking to her owner, and she talked about how the dog just had puppies, and because she’s a regular customer she knew my family had a dog, too, so she asked about elphie. my dad had to tell her that elphie just died, and he got a little choked up. as he talked about our dog, the lab noticed and started to nuzzle and push him, and him and the owner were really confused, so he let the dog push him. she ended up leading him to her newborn puppies and pushing him to hold them. the owner was really surprised because the dog wouldn’t even let HER near the puppies, let alone touch them. somehow this dog knew my dad was hurting for our dog and wanted to make him feel better by being with other dogs. i’ve just…never heard of anything so pure in my life.
“Perhaps I am being too forward, I don’t know what your expectations are, the books I have read about Japan did not discuss such things, but, ah… you surely must know that I would very much like to kiss you.”
He hadn’t expected Victor to say something like that so soon, but it was the simplicity of the request that startled and charmed Yuuri all at once. Not a desire for them to go to bed together, or to become regular lovers; only a kiss. And he seemed so concerned that even that could offend Yuuri. It might have, if this were his first time among Westerners. But it was only a kiss. Yuuri had kissed plenty of men.
He didn’t respond, only reached up to take his glasses off, and then slid his fingers up from where they still rested against Victor’s shoulder to the back of his neck before he leaned across the distance between them and pressed their lips together.
I’m currently rereading @thetwoguineabook‘s Blackbird and AHHHHH I love this fic SO MUCH I wish I could draw every single scene in it *sobs*
This scene in Ch 2 is probably one of my favourite scenes in the entire fic. The way Victor tells Yuuri that he wants to kiss him - it gets me every time