[ Would it even be wanted if he offered a hand? It's probably too late to be thinking about that now since he does anyway, bracing his weight so he can help Adachi up if he chooses to take it, and there's a quick shake of his head in response to his question, feeling a brush of embarrassment surfacing in his face along with the redness that naturally comes from being on the ice. ] You don't have to go. You were here first.
[ If anything, he should be the one to leave, but he sort of shuffles awkwardly rather than move away, gaze moving from Adachi's face to the stretch of rink behind him to... anywhere that's not him directly. Something about the air between them feels different than it did before, and Yuuri immediately blames himself for it, rubbing at the back of his neck with a hand. ] I'll skate on the opposite side so I don't bother you. [ Because he feels that's all he really is to people these days. ]
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[ Would it even be wanted if he offered a hand? It's probably too late to be thinking about that now since he does anyway, bracing his weight so he can help Adachi up if he chooses to take it, and there's a quick shake of his head in response to his question, feeling a brush of embarrassment surfacing in his face along with the redness that naturally comes from being on the ice. ] You don't have to go. You were here first.
[ If anything, he should be the one to leave, but he sort of shuffles awkwardly rather than move away, gaze moving from Adachi's face to the stretch of rink behind him to... anywhere that's not him directly. Something about the air between them feels different than it did before, and Yuuri immediately blames himself for it, rubbing at the back of his neck with a hand. ] I'll skate on the opposite side so I don't bother you. [ Because he feels that's all he really is to people these days. ]