Otabek loved Yuri a lot, but his leg was really starting to get numb.
“How long has he been asleep like that?” Victor asked, amused. They were over at the penthouse that Chris had rented for the week, a raging party with the international skaters in full swing. Otabek and Yuri hadn’t even been drinking, both completely exhausted from practice. They had found an unused couch in the corner of the room and Yuri had collapsed, promptly falling asleep on Otabek’s lap.
“About an hour,” Otabek murmured fondly, stroking Yuri’s hair, “You’d think the pounding music and screaming would wake him up, but…”
Victor smiled. “He’s always been a heavy sleeper. Comes from growing up around a bunch of loud screaming Russians.”
Yuri shifted in his sleep, a hand moving to rest on Otabek’s leg. His heart thudded at the sight of his boyfriend looking so small and vulnerable, despite his age. Victor bade him a quiet ‘goodbye’ before heading off, leaving the two of them alone. Otabek was focused on Yuri’s steady breathing, how his hands curled in his sleep, how each strand of hair moved whenever he would shift.
He was the most beautiful thing Otabek had ever seen.
They had gotten together a few years back during Yuri’s nineteenth birthday. Afterwards, it was a shitstorm of media, ducking from Yuri’s fangirls, and a wild ride of traveling back and forth between Russia and Kazakhstan. Otabek knew how lucky he was to be with Yuri, it stunned him every day that his boyfriend loved him as much as he did.
Yuri shifted again, causing the numbness in his legs to get worse. Deciding it was probably time Yuri awoke, he leaned down and kissed his boyfriend’s forehead softly, leaning down towards his ear.
“Yura,” he murmured, “Yura, it’s time to get up.”
Yuri grumbled in protest, blinking blearily as the party raged around them. He yawned-Oh my god so cute, Otabek thought-and sat up, groaning as he dropped his head on Otabek’s shoulder.
“How do all these assholes have this much energy?” Yuri complained, “They practiced as hard as we did.”
“No one practices as hard as you do,” Otabek laughed, kissing the side of Yuri’s face, “You went for hours today.”
Yuri rolled his eyes, swinging his legs over Otabek’s lap. “Yeah, and I’m fucking exhausted. Why did we come to this again?”
Otabek smiled, kissing his forehead. “Because, someone who shall remain nameless, ‘wanted to fucking rage.’”
“You should stop listening to me,” Yuri laughed, leaning on Otabek’s chest, “Half the things I say are bullshit.”
Otabek’s heart thumped as Yuri pressed against him and he was reminded again just how much in love he was.
“Nothing you say is bullshit,” Otabek replied, “You could be reciting ‘The Theme of King JJ’ in French backwards and I’d listen to it.”
Yuri’s eyes narrowed. “Beka, you’re sweet, but if you want to be in our bed tonight, do not mention JJ in relation to me ever again.”
Otabek laughed, reaching down and drawing Yuri into a gentle kiss, a real kiss. They forgot for a moment that they were in public, both melting into the sensations.
“Boys, break it up!” Christophe called from the corner, causing them to pull apart reluctantly, “Let’s keep it PG!”
“‘Keep it PG,’ he says,” Yuri snorted, “He’s half naked and riding a pole.”
Otabek laughed lightly, still a little breathless from their kiss. “Maybe later tonight we can bump up the rating, yeah?”
Yuri raised an eyebrow, smirking a bit. “Beka, you’re on.”
Otabek’s legs were still numb from Yuri’s weight being pressed onto him. But he found as they got closer, that he didn’t really mind.
T: How did you know? B: ‘Cause you’re Tori. You wouldn’t act like that unless someone was making you. T: Oh my God, you have no idea how happy I am that you know the truth! But… I didn’t tell you. I never told you I was faking… you guessed it!
His head snapped around so fast to stare at her it was a wonder he didn’t get whiplash. “What?”
Dark eyes flashed in challenge. “You heard me.”
Instantly the wheels started turning in his head as he responded to that challenge, narrowing his gaze, his body tensing, senses tuned only to her.
Despite the flush riding high on her cheeks, Kagome stared back boldly, unwaveringly, one arm crossed over her chest to hide her nakedness while the other hung at her side, fingertips trailing in the hip-deep hot water. Her heart pounded in her chest, butterflies erupted in her stomach, not having a clue what in the world she was dong, but feeling compelled to carry out the impulse anyway.
Inuyasha said nothing as he gazed at her, face impossible to read, and Kagome was beginning to think she’d made a very terrible mistake when suddenly he stood up in one fluid motion, turned to face her and promptly untied his sword to drop on the ground. Her breath caught in her throat as, without once taking his eyes off hers, he swiftly shrugged out of his suikan, letting it fall unceremoniously to the ground and his kosode followed shortly after.
Then, with deliberate slowness, he waded into the water and made his way toward her, gaze intent, something flickering in his amber gaze that sent an answering pulse straight to the most sensitive part of her body.
Kagome was frozen as he approached and he flush and nothing to do with the hot water when he halted in front of her and crossed her against the boulder at her back, caging her in with an arm on either side of her head.
Still he said nothing and Kagome found herself leaning in, her eyes going half-lidded and her mouth parting as her gaze dropped to his mouth. A deep rumble reverberated in Inuyasha’s chest as he hovered his mouth over hers, for all intents and purposes looking ready to make her get out of the spring, as she’d so bade him, and her heart pounded in anticipation, arm dropping away to press a hand to his bare chest.
With the steam rising all around them, Kagome looking absolutely fucking beautiful before him and her lips looking entirely too tempting, Inuyasha tilted his head, brushed his lips against her ear, and breathed, “…There’s a snake behind you.”
Inuyasha had never seen Kagome move so fast before and amidst her frantic splashing to vacate the hot spring as fast as she could, he was treated to quite the spectacular view of her perfect ass but could only be a little disappointed when she grabbed his firerat to cover up. Doubled over in laughter, he managed to catch a glimpse of red as she disappeared into the trees and his mirth only intensified when he heard her hollering back to him to go to hell.
all these theories about chinchin being the other pink lyrca and chinchin this and that are all really good theories. my theory is that when pinkguy supposedly “escaped chnchin curse” he didnt. Pink Thug has a role in this, so does the other pink lyrca. Chinchin obviously got soaked in that pink shit so either pinkguy turned him or chinchin is diguising himself either way the covered eyes give away alot.
lets look at the video:
first off this bitch
not much is known about him beside the fact he lives in the darkness/hell realm, kinda sent pinkguy to hell/darkness realm (the people from the shadow realm are shown again too keep that in mind) and attempted to fight Pinkguy. Buuut however when ‘defeated’ and he lifts that veil over his face who is revealed other than,
you guessed it, Pink Thug. PinkGuy already lives on earth so this cant be his “earth form”. dade had bade, frank had fake, is this PinkGuys evil half?
Pink Thug also gets covered in Pink
so either this is PinkGuy turning him, or ChinChin. I say turned because before chinchin recruited Fake, Fake was just another Frank from another dimension.
This changes pink thug and now has him wearing some weird mask, about a few seconds later, he is shot down by some other man who also shot the guy he was in the car with previously:
Pink Thug is shown falling to the ground, presumably dead from being shot when the camera fades out.
Next we have presumably ChinChin being covered by Pink
since being covered in pink led pink thug to being killed, what will this do to chinchin? is he the newly seen pink lyrca?
or was that pinkguy being “reincarnated” and it actually has nothing to do with chinchin?
keep in mind, ChinChin is evil, pinkguy isnt. pink guy may have been evil before leaving him with a black lyrca suit, but once he created the Prophecy, aka Pink Season he was reincarnated to the prophet, PinkGuy.
Theres also scenes and clips of him descending from the clouds/sky
(someone should translate the japanese in these certain scenes btw, it could lead to more clues)
lastly, but certainly not least, this guy
He’s shown during the “Sinners” realm. some of this is very biblical (sinners, prophecy, etc) He is a sinner, like Pink Thug and who else?? ChinChin. is this chinchin, or someone else who had their sight removed like him hence the fake eyes/eye covers.
“When the universe first began , ChinChin’s eyes were sewn shut by the Gods as a desperate attempt to stun his growth. This did not work for obvious reasons.” -( Prometheus 11:15, NIV Book of Chromosomes)
ChinChin is a dark lord. there are more than likely other lords out there. Ccould this be the “poweful candidate” ChinChin knew about? or is this just another friend of pinkguys? Did pinkguy escape chinchins curse after all?
No one knows for sure except the legend George Miller.