<blockquote>‘You’re impossible,’ Yuri says, picking up a robe to wrap himself in. ‘I’ll get the 1989.’
Minami watches him go, and then turns to find Viktor watching him watching.
‘Ah,’ Minami says, and Viktor wonders for a second if he’s going to apologise. That’s happened before, and it always makes Viktor feel weird. He’s the one who commissions Yuri’s competition costumes, after all: how anyone could think he has a problem with other people checking out his husband, given that, is a mystery to him. He likes it, likes knowing that other people want what he, Viktor, has got.</blockquote>
