The snow is still falling, catching in his hair and on his glasses. Melting into the smallest of blurs, while he stares. Confusion and curiosity, and uncertainty. Familiar weights, familiar gateways to every that he slipped for a second. Curling phantom fingers on his wrist, and this ankles. Stealing that cold stillness of the Russian night, and Yurio, into his chest.
Only staying there when Yurio says he slipped Yakov for this.
Except. Didn't he slip Yakov to come to Hasetsu, too? Isn't it nothing new?
"I'll ask," he says, and he means that he will (and means that he's still going to watch, and JJ has nothing to it, that it is all he can do now). But. He still tries to find something else, fingers still tight and secure on the bag in his hand. It doesn't feel enough, even as he means it. "I hope the rest of your time here is good."
Is less stressful.
With only one last skate, for winning. With his grandfather, there and once it's done.
( ... with Yuri not here, giving him some -- misplaced? Is the word misplaced? Or is it, he doesn't know -- giving him a reprieve from Yuri's mental weakness, and Victor's sudden absence ... and this. Whatever this is. That is, or isn't? )
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Only staying there when Yurio says he slipped Yakov for this.
Except. Didn't he slip Yakov to come to Hasetsu, too? Isn't it nothing new?
"I'll ask," he says, and he means that he will (and means that he's still going to watch, and JJ has nothing to it, that it is all he can do now). But. He still tries to find something else, fingers still tight and secure on the bag in his hand. It doesn't feel enough, even as he means it. "I hope the rest of your time here is good."
Is less stressful.
With only one last skate, for winning.
With his grandfather, there and once it's done.
( ... with Yuri not here, giving him some -- misplaced? Is the word misplaced? Or is it, he doesn't know -- giving him a reprieve from Yuri's mental weakness, and Victor's sudden absence ... and this. Whatever this is. That is, or isn't? )