[ there's an amused spark in yuri's eye as he stirs the tea once more to help the sugar cube dissolve. he lifts the cup to take a sip and-- ok, yes, it's definitely good like that. yuri thinks he would have still enjoyed it without the extra sweetness, but there's something to the sugar that helps settle him.
maybe it's a bonding thing. who knows.
he pulls over one of the little sandwiches for himself and lifts it to take a nibble as finn talks, lips still curled upward in a smile. the flowers thing isn't all that surprising, but that finn is actively taking an interest in baking is. instead of just enjoying sweets, he wants to make them, too...
yuri hums and tilts his head back, smiling up at the ceiling for a moment. ]
I like dancing. I know all of the proper festivity dances, of course, but... in private, I like to move how I want, however the music is telling me to.
[ when he brings his head back down to look over at finn there's a mischievous glint to his eye. ]
Maybe in ways that aren't... wholly appropriate for public consumption.
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Date: 2023-09-30 03:13 am (UTC)[ there's an amused spark in yuri's eye as he stirs the tea once more to help the sugar cube dissolve. he lifts the cup to take a sip and-- ok, yes, it's definitely good like that. yuri thinks he would have still enjoyed it without the extra sweetness, but there's something to the sugar that helps settle him.
maybe it's a bonding thing. who knows.
he pulls over one of the little sandwiches for himself and lifts it to take a nibble as finn talks, lips still curled upward in a smile. the flowers thing isn't all that surprising, but that finn is actively taking an interest in baking is. instead of just enjoying sweets, he wants to make them, too...
yuri hums and tilts his head back, smiling up at the ceiling for a moment. ]
I like dancing. I know all of the proper festivity dances, of course, but... in private, I like to move how I want, however the music is telling me to.
[ when he brings his head back down to look over at finn there's a mischievous glint to his eye. ]
Maybe in ways that aren't... wholly appropriate for public consumption.