“‘S okay, Fay. ‘S okay.” *Finn reassured Fay, as he guided her over to the doorway. He knocked on it gently, his other hand on Fay’s shoulder to keep her secure. Fay looked exhausted, her eyes didn’t shine quite as bright at the moment. She prayed Yuri wouldn’t be mad at Finn was helping her out, she could go without any confrontation at the moment. Even if that was wishful thinking-*
Yuri opened the door and took a glance at the two visitors, having to crane his neck to take a look at Finn’s messy mop of blonde hair, his expression changing only slightly. He made a promise, he had to at least try. Finn wasn’t provoking him right now, he could do this.
“Hello there, what are you two doing here? Come in, you don’t look well Fay, do you want some tea?”
He shot Finn another look, seeming a bit uncomfortable but putting in his best effort to be friendly,even if he wasn’t a fan of the fact that the surfer was still not wearing a shirt and- don’t think about it Yuri, don’t work yourself up.












