They'd met before? Well, Yuri knew that they had, but not there. He'd never had a proper chance to even talk to Victor before then, and easily assumed he had blown it all in one giant go. He listened, relaxing slightly under the soft touch before his eyes widened. He did that. Victor...did that. Just imagining Victor naked made Yuri blush, no wonder seeing the real thing made him run away. Yet...Victor looked embarrassed by it, too.
"I made Victor fall in love with me and I don't even remember how... this might be a nightmare."
He gave a soft laugh, just trying not to let that much get to him too much. He wished he knew, but that wouldn't change anything. He turned a bit more, to fully face Victor now, properly looking into the man's eyes. His hand lifted, but he seemed to think better of it, instead moving to take hold of Victor's coat. He wasn't sure what to say or do. He'd always loved Victor, since he was a kid. But he didn't think it was the same love. Was it? It could be. He smiled, moving so he could simply wrap his arm around Victor, the one not holding Makka, closing his eyes and ignoring his increasing heartrate for a moment. "I'll work hard to do it again." He tucked his head against Victor's shoulder, staying still briefly before pulling back a little to look up at him again. "Let's go back. We'll be busy tomorrow. We need to go get my skates."