[ Adachi frowned to himself, well aware of the hand he was still clutching to. His thumb stroked at it absently, before he pulled Viktor closer to him, finally looking at him. If he wanted intense, then he certainly got it; the look that was in Adachi's eyes could only be described as that. ]

If you still want me just to focus on you, then you have to return the favor or let me leave, got it?

[ The seriousness in his voice shifted over to something that sounded more pleading. ]

At least... until Yuuri says one way or the other, all right? I can't keep playing this game of emotional chicken, because someone's going to get hurt and it's probably going to be you.

[ At least he was being honest; he didn't trust himself not to lash out if things kept going the way they were going, trying to change or not. ]