#{midnight visit}

[tilbageidanmark]

Post-Debate Midnight Consolation Visit.

[aiotabek]

Midnight Visit Prompt

((ahaha.. it got too long for the ask box  >_>;;; )) 

The new season had begun and international competitions were in full swing. Otabek and Yuri's visit over the break had gone well -they'd been face-timing and Skype chatting fairly regularly, trading training footage and building up excitement for new routines and skills. Otabek heard the soft knock on his door, the beep of the spare key card he'd given Yuri unlatching the door, and the pad of bare feet on the hotel floor.

He felt the bed shift, the blankets peel back and the weight of the other’s body settle into the overly-springy mattress. Yuri’s willowy frame pressed up against his. 

Otabek clicked his tongue softly, rolled onto his side and pulled Yuri into the ‘little spoon’ position, wrapped his arms around the other boy and simply went right back to sleep. 

@yuriorussiangold

[spankinggoodkeeper]

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Send me a ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours knocking on their door in the middle of the night

Grumbling under his breath, Oliver rolled over as he heard the knocking on the door. Maybe if he ignored it whoever it was would go away. But the knocking only became more insistent. “Time,” he called out into the ever-present darkness, his new clock chirping out that it was well past one in the morning.

Letting out a heavy sigh he stood, hands out in front of him as he carefully made his way to the front door. He was getting used to the layout of his flat, but he still didn’t quite trust himself not to run into furniture.

He found the front door and opened it, squinting as he tried, and failed, to bring his eyesight into focus. “What?” he demanded, not quite happy with being woken up so late.

[spankinggoodkeeper]

Send me a ✺ for my muse's reaction to yours knocking on their door in the middle of the night

Send me a ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours knocking on their door in the middle of the night

Woken from a deep sleep by the knocking, Oliver stumbled out of bed. He made his way towards the door, grumbling profanities under his breath as he moved towards the door. It was the middle of the night, he was exhausted and sore from a game that had gone on for hours. He rubbed the back of his neck as he opened the door, confused when he saw Lee Jordan before him. “This better be damned important,” he said with a huff, his exhaustion obvious.

[spankinggoodkeeper]

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Send me a ✺ for my muse’s reaction to yours knocking on their door in the middle of the night

Oliver was just about ready for bed when he heard a knock on the door. He glanced to the door, then looked towards his clock. It wasn’t often he got visitors this late, at least not unexpected ones, he imagined there was only a few people it could be. A glass of whisky in hand, he moved to open the door, smiling at the lithe blonde standing on his doorstep. 

“Well. ‘lo there, Verity,” he said with a slow smirk, having a good idea why she’d be visiting so late at night.