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[reprobii]

@yurvtchka He said CUDDLES not KICKS

[sucheros-blog]

@yurvtchka || continued from here

...he took his finger off...

“ ... ”

...just to boop his nose again.

[yurochxka]

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The blond closed the bedroom door behind him before looking at his brother. He curled the corners of his lips up slightly. He wanted the other to know that he was okay. Though he knew the two were far from it.

“...She’s asleep now..” He began. “...Actually I think she passed out..Either way it’s safe now..You can leave the room, if you want?”

He brought the bag of ice up to the right side of his face.The teen winced slightly at the contact but then welcomed it. The patch of skin was red and a tad puffy. He knew it was nothing compared to how bad it could have been. He just needed to make sure it didn’t start to swell. They’d have a lot to explain to Yakov if he came to practice with a swollen face.

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Otabek was exhausted. He enjoyed spending this time with Yuri but at this point he just wanted to lay down. And Yuri seemed so warm and comfortable, he just couldn’t resist. Slowly he laid down, resting his head on Yuri’s lap and sighing contently. Maybe he could just sleep here.

He closed his eyes and only a moment later he felt Yuri touch his hair.

“Why are you apologizing? Do you like my hair Yuri? You can touch it, I don’t mind.” he said before yawning.

// @yurvtchka continued from x

[silver-princeling-vitya]

@yurvtchka from here ✨ 

He should have never told Viktor that he wasn’t ticklish. In reality, he was lying. Yuri was very ticklish and he hated that. It made him feel weak, like it was something that could easily be used against him.

 Like now for example—the other had inched his way closer, grabbing him just before the blond tried to get away. 

 Yuri screamed, which was immediately followed by uncontrollable laughter. “D-damn it.” He’s laughing and kicking at the same time, aiming the best he could to kick whatever part of Viktor his feet reached. “You…asshole….stop it!”

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 It wasn't difficult for Viktor to spot a liar- especially when it was little Yura. Well, perhaps he wasn't so little anymore, but, well, at least to Viktor he would always be tiny. 

 Especially now, as the little blonde squirmed and laughed beneath him, face flushed from the little tussle it had taken for Viktor to get him pinned down. Now, he shifted his weight onto Yuri's legs to prevent any injury as his nimble fingers skittered up and down his abdomen and sides. 

 "Oh, that is not a very nice thing to say, Yura-" Viktor chided, though his voice sparkled with amusement. "I will forgive you, though, because you are so cute! And you have got a ticklish tummy! Tickle tickle, little Yura~!"

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   had his eyes been fooling him? he looks forward, fingers tight around his own palms, heart pounding within his ears. he sees someone who looks just like him, looking like a deer caught in the headlights, hands on his locker; he had tried to figure out the combination.

   had this been some sort of joke? shock, fear and curiosity resonate within him, and the sort of familiar tingle of knowingness.

   ‘ what the fuck? ‘

   it was the only words he could muster, whispered underneath his breath in a sort of angry furor. 

   ---( @yurvtchka )