[Yuri likes to pretend he’s cool as a cucumber and in most instances he is. But even he can admit to feeling a little nervous, tension rising in his shoulders, about spending time at his boyfriend’s house, alone, and for longer than a couple minutes, for the first time. Crossing the threshold and closing the door behind him doesn’t help any.]
Thanks. [He slowly strips out of his layers, trying not to shake any loose snowflakes onto Raven’s floor, and bundles them up in his arms until Raven designates a place for them.] Am I interrupting anything?
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Thanks. [He slowly strips out of his layers, trying not to shake any loose snowflakes onto Raven’s floor, and bundles them up in his arms until Raven designates a place for them.] Am I interrupting anything?
[Not that it’s his fault or anything.]