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His house was successfully hero-proofed.
With an indeterminable amount of time remaining, he ran into his bedroom and brought out some candles, giving no second thought as he lit them with his fingertips. After arranging them on the nightstands on either side of his bed, he stood back and checked out his bedroom situation. Like usual, his bed looked untouched, its sheets pressed and crisp as if no one had slept in it. And no one had.
Because for the last week, he had been enjoying some fitful nights on the living room couch after returning as Lunatic.
He looked forward to sleeping in his bed for a change about as much as he looked forward to sleeping with Ivan. Both at the same time? It was nice.
However... After about fifteen more minutes, Yuri finally slumped down to sit at the edge of his bed.
Was he just not... coming? He thought that he had done everything right. His worst fear was that Ivan wouldn't let him touch him, but now he worried more about whether he would really show. Or if he was just pulling his leg. And even if he did get to sleep with him, what if it wasn't as satisfying as he expected it to be? What if Ivan wouldn't be as submissive as he thou-
The doorbell.
Calmly, he told himself. Don't trip over your own feet to answer the door. Don't look too anxious. Deep breath. You're only going to fuck someone you actually like.
His hand reached to unlock the door, but he froze, a cold sweat breaking out on his brow.
Maybe they were perfect for each other for real. Why was he getting nervous now?
A few more breaths. Calm... Calm... He opened the door and wasn't surprised to see Ivan standing on his front step, looking quite small and uneasy.
“Your house is... really big,” Ivan said, clearing his throat halfway when he realized how small his voice sounded. Indeed, his house was what people would call a mansion, situated comfortably at the end of a private drive, surrounded by trees. It was an out-of-place sight in Sternbild where there was an abundance of apartment complexes in comparison and only a handful of homes like his. He was sure that there was a smart moment to be had somewhere in there about how he was only one small, lonely person living in a big house all by himself.
“It's quite nice. Don't let the size intimidate you,” he assured him, stepping aside to allow for Ivan to step inside. Once again, he was sure there was a euphemism in there...
When Ivan stepped in and looked up into the foyer, the only word that could describe his expression was awe-struck. Yuri wondered what Ivan's home looked like in comparison if his home impressed him so much. Ivan was running a hand through his hair, dragging his fingers through and curling the strands he separated around his fingers when he reached the ends.
“So...” Yeah, Yuri didn't even know how to start now either.
Eyes staring at his feet or the floor, Ivan edged closer to him and reached up to hold the lapels of his suit jacket. He slowly brought his gaze up to look at him weakly in the eyes, his lips quivering as he tried to maintain his confidence. Yuri couldn't remember there ever being a time where he kissed someone to kiss them. Affection was something he thought he didn't have. But Ivan was... Ivan was very special.
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