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[viktorymaker]

Note: Viktor has been dropped from Recollé.
Thank you for playing with me! ❤

Viktor Nikiforov

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[katsudonfatale]

[ He's supposed to be at work at 9......... ]

Sorry...

[viktorymaker]

[ Who, Viktor? It's fine, he's the residing boss now, lol.]

No problem. We're on our way

[viktorymaker]

[ True to his word, he's there in 20 or so! Yuuri can probably tell because Makkachin barks excitedly on the other side of the door, and he can hear a muffled voice on the other side, and the keys. ]

Shhh, Makkachin... We don't know if pets are allowed in here.

[ He doesn't seem too repentant... There! The door opens and a dog comes in. ]

[katsudonfatale]

[ Makkachin's barking gives Yuuri enough warning of what to expect when the door opens. He instinctively reaches down for the dog with both arms open, greeting him enthusiastically. ]

Makkachin! Good morning! How are you?

[viktorymaker]

[ Makkachin barks happily, tail wagging, tongue out and ready to lick Yuuri's face if he can. Viktor closes the door behind himself and then he walks directly to the table to leave the two coffees on the table. He's clearly giving them some space, feel free to enjoy the happy dog. ]

[katsudonfatale]

[ He is, but he also notices Viktor closing the door and... setting coffee on the table? He straightens up, breaking contact with Makkachin. ]

Ah... thanks? But we should get going, right?

[viktorymaker]

[ He pulls a chair and sits. ]

I'm covered until 10. And you don't have to go in today, right? Since we canceled Zumba.

[katsudonfatale]

W-Well, no, but my attendance record...

[viktorymaker]

OK. If you want to come, I won't say no.

[ He'll be drinking his coffee now, sitting back on the chair and watching him. Makkachin is sniffing around the new place, please excuse him. ]

[katsudonfatale]

[ I... guess we're staying here for now? ]

Okay...

[ Not sitting down yet though, he's looking around his pantry until he find a small plastic bowl that he fills with water for Makkachin.

Then sits down next to Viktor (on the same chair as the night before) and... stares at his coffee for a bit. ]

S-Sorry about last night.

[viktorymaker]

[ This is why you're Makkachin's favorite, yes. ]

What about last night?

[katsudonfatale]

...

[ Gestures with his hands. ]




Everything?

[viktorymaker]

Hmm.

Are you sorry about the kiss?

[katsudonfatale]

[ He'd thought about it but he wasn't sure Viktor would bring it up. His face turns completely red. ]

I-I, well, um! That's. You know.

[viktorymaker]

I don't.

But I'm glad you remember that part. Do you remember what I told you? About your graduation night?

[katsudonfatale]

[ Oh goddddd. ]

V-Vaguely...

[viktorymaker]

[ He takes a long sip before speaking again, watching him with attention. ]

Then you know what my position is. Right?

[katsudonfatale]

...

[ He... remembers? More or less? But it doesn't hurt to ask for clarification, right? ]

Um...

[viktorymaker]

[ No, but he's not asking. ]

[katsudonfatale]

S-Something about... wanting to be more than... this?

[viktorymaker]

[ That may not be the best way to put it, but he's smiling a little. ]

Have you thought about it?

[katsudonfatale]

Not really...

[ Because he's only been awake for an hour or so and every time his mind go attempted to go there his brain short-circuited. ]

[viktorymaker]

When you've thought about it, let me know.

[katsudonfatale]

I want it!

[katsudonfatale]

[ Oh god that sounded so desperate. ]

I-I mean.

If you still do.