[ yuri freezes. his fingers dig at mihail's shoulders, press, holding him. this is something he's not used to, something he hasn't done (or felt, for the matter) in years, and in his chest there's a supernova burning, burning, burning and he still can't breathe but it feels good in a way even if there are knots in his throat and he can't make a sound because what if mihail regrets this what if he leaves and never opens his door to him again that kind of thing.
a hand of his sneaks to the base of his neck -- he would, if he had the courage, hold the back of his head but this has to do, right? ]
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Date: 2010-02-13 12:28 am (UTC)a hand of his sneaks to the base of his neck -- he would, if he had the courage, hold the back of his head but this has to do, right? ]