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[winningkatsudon]

WHO: Yuuri and Skater House residents and visitors
WHERE: Heropa
WHEN: Some time after his arrival
WHAT: Trying to make sense of this nonsense that is now his life and trying desperately not to freak out.
WARNINGS: None at the moment.

[ Yuuri managed to peel himself out of Viktor's grasp that morning, going downstairs to the couch and just... try and make some kind of sense out of what was even going on. Viktor apparently hadn't been skating, Yurio was in a poly relationship, he had tentacle powers?! And from what Viktor implied, it wasn't the first time!? Nor was it his first time here?! ]

[ He let out a frustrated noise, pulling his legs up into the borrowed shirt he was wearing and pulling a blanket around himself. This was seriously way, way too much for him to handle, and he wasn't quite sure what to do about it. He didn't want to wake up Viktor, Yuri would probably just yell, and he didn't know Hajime-kun well enough to bother him with the endless questions. ]

[ So he ended up fiddling with his communicator, and looking back on old posts and Majority Reports, trying to get some idea of what he's supposedly been around for and forgotten about. Maybe that could help ease his mind. If everything was low-key with them, then he wouldn't find anything too bad, right? ]

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[fourlevels]

[ Viktor was too used to getting up early anyway, but when the source of familiar warmth that made Viktor sleep in leaves the bed, his continued unconsciousness didn't stand a chance. He follows Yuuri downstairs a few minutes later in just some sleep pants, running a hand through his hair. ]

Morning~

[winningkatsudon]

[ Yuuri let out a faint noise, peering up at Viktor. A guilty look crossed his face, his communicator forgotten for the moment. ]

Sorry, did I wake you?

[fourlevels]

[ He waves a hand dismissively. ]

I'm usually up earlier. I'm actually surprised you're up right now. Did you want some breakfast?

[winningkatsudon]

[ Yuuri opened his mouth to say that he could wait, before his stomach growled in defiance. He let out a sigh, shaking his head at himself. ]

Yes, please.

[ He turned his attention back to his communicator a moment, figuring that Viktor was just going to get cereal or something. He glanced at the article he was looking at last -- something about clones? -- before getting up, deciding to go to the kitchen with Viktor, if only to have a break from the weird. ]

[fourlevels]

[ Viktor opts to do a liquid breakfast with a banana, blending some ingredients together with protein powder for the both of them. He glances down at the communicator in Yuuri's hand when he walks into the kitchen. ]

Find anything interesting?

[looseleaves]

[ Unfortunately, morning means the kids are up.

Fortunately, the one without the semi-foul mouth is the one who wakes up first. Or maybe Yuri woke up before Yuuri did, who knows. Hajime makes his way down the stairs with a messenger bag strung over his shoulder and in some jogging wear and a windbreaker, but he... uh... well it's hard not to notice the ball of Yuuri on the couch. ]

Katsuki-san? [ He's ambling over now... ]

[winningkatsudon]

Shino-kun...

[ He peered up at him, taking in the bag he was holding, as well as his clothing. ]

...are you going for a run, or going to school?

[looseleaves]

--eh? Oh, um, I usually jog before I go to school or work... [ He scratches his cheek, pink flushing his face. ] I actually don't have school since the studio called me yesterday. ♪

But, what are you doing? You didn't sleep on the couch, did you...?

[winningkatsudon]

Ah! No, no; I slept in... my room.

[ Because saying Viktor's room could cause problems. ]

I just got up early, that's all.

[looseleaves]

Oh!

You looked so worried, so I thought something had happened...

[beautiful_monster]

[ When Yuri shows his face again it's later in the morning. He's also coming through the front door even though he certainly didn't leave through it before, and there's a sack of salty junk food in his hand. He casts a curious glance at the lump on the couch, frowning disapprovingly when he realizes what he's looking at. ]

You're going to stretch that shirt out!

[winningkatsudon]

[ ...well, now that he's been actually yelled at by Yurio, he feels more like he's at home. He opened his mouth to apologize, before he frowned, looking at the time. He didn't remember Yuri walking past him to go outside... ]

When did you leave?

[beautiful_monster]

Earlier. [ Through his window. ] How long have you been sulking on the couch?

[winningkatsudon]

For a... while?

[ That wasn't the point; Yuuri gave him a suspicious look. Why didn't he just... use the door like a normal human being? It's not like he would have stopped him. ]

[beautiful_monster]

[ The front door isn't cool, that's why!! And maybe he wanted to avoid seeing anyone that early in the morning. ]

Have you even had breakfast yet?

[winningkatsudon]

[ Yuuri was still curled up on the couch after his talk with Yurio, and after Viktor had gone off for his morning run. He was still there when he came back, scrolling through his phone with a concerned look on his face. He was starting to see their names popping up, tied to events that were... disconcerting at the very least. He didn't know how to process all this on top of Viktor lying to him. ]

[ He looked up when Viktor came back in, that worried look still written over his face. ]

Viktor...?

[fourlevels]

[ That face was concerning. He'd hoped Yuuri would have relaxed during the time he was working out, but then he sees the phone in his hand. In a way it kind of felt like home, when Yuuri would browse through social media and get anxious about what was being said about his chances for the Grand Prix. He tries to lighten the mood and distract him from whatever it was at least, rubbing his hand towel against the back of his sweaty neck. ]

Hi~ Want to join me in the shower? We can head down to the beach after.

[winningkatsudon]

[ Yuuri hesitated a moment, stopping at a Majority Report from way earlier in the last year, before setting his communicator down. ]

Viktor... can we talk?

[fourlevels]

Okay, about what?

[ He strides over to the couch, sitting on the edge of the arm not wanting to properly sit with how sweaty he was. ]

[winningkatsudon]

[ Yuuri took a deep breath, afraid that if he didn't just barrel on with this, he'd lose his nerve. ]

...Yurio told me what really happened... when you lost your memories of me.

[lempereur]

[ Yusuke can be sneaky, when he wants to be. Usually, at Yuri and Viktor's, and now Katsuki's (again), he doesn't feel any need to, since he lives right next door, he's over often enough that it's almost a second home to him.

This morning is a little different. Yuuri is back, and he has the vague impression that their first encounter was not ideal. Other people's opinions of him are not usually something Yusuke puts too much stock in, but his affection for Yuri and Viktor motivate him to make an exception. He and Viktor got off on the wrong foot and stayed there for months, so if he he can have Katsuki friendly towards him at all, he'll be happy with that.

Which might not be helped by the fact that he is quietly tiptoeing down the stairs, not because he's up to anything shady (according to him at least), but because it's still early and he doesn't want to wake anyone up. The tall, thin teen comes down in blue pajama bottoms and a tank top, making it pretty apparent that he slept here. Usually he's out before morning, but he has no food at home.

That's a common theme in his life. ]

Good morning, Katsuki-san.

[ He tucks his hair out of his face and gives his nicest I-just-woke-up smile as he passes the couch and moves on to the kitchen. ]

I am making tea, would you like any?

[winningkatsudon]

[ ...................................................... ]

[ H-he didn't come from outside... ]

[ He... did he come from... did he come from Yuri's room?! ]

[ D-did he and Yuri...?! ]

[ ...t-this was too much for his brain to process. Yuuri leaned over a little, cradling his head in his hands, as if he were trying to keep it from exploding. ]

Y-y-yes please...

[lempereur]

[ The answer is yes. Nothing happened, not with Viktor and Yuuri sleeping next door...not that Yuuri would have any reason to assume that.

Sometimes it's just nice to have a warm body next to you. Especially with all the horrible nonsense that goes on here. Yuuri will find that out eventually, in all likelihood... ]

Are you settling in alright?

[winningkatsudon]

[ Don't think about it, Yuuri. Just don't think about it. It hurts too much. ]

As well as I can, yes.

[lempereur]

I always tell new imPorts that the first few weeks are the hardest.

[ Shuffling around for mugs. He is not planning to burn himself this time, in case anyone's wondering. ]

When I first arrived last May, I didn't know anyone. People I knew from my original world did come eventually, and I am mostly happy now, but it was impossibly difficult, to start.