Who: Yuri and Victor What: Victor's a ripe old 35 When: 3/8 Where: Their home Warnings: PG-13, they are husbands so it may be adjusted Status: Incomplete
Seeing was believing in every sense of the word when Yuri finally came around to seeing Victor. He was still Victor, in ever sense of the word, but he could see it, the way he held himself, the slight changes in his face. Had Yuri not spent hours upon hours studying the man, he might not have noticed.
Still, once the initial shock wore off, he was rushing to his side, glasses going askew when he practically threw himself at the other man, burying his face against his shoulder. "Victor..." This was was weird, it had given him everything he'd yet to experience, it'd brought him here, but now it was like it was trying to take something away. "Are you okay, Victor? You're not hurt really, right? Or sick?"