( Yuri raises an eyebrow as he takes the flowers, bringing them up closer to his face so that he can enjoy their gentle fragrance. His pleasure is immediate and evident: the smile that curves his lips is an easy thing that warms the lilac of his eyes, and he sighs his exhale before turning to give them pride of place on his vanity. )
Luckily for you, you've got great taste. I couldn't object to them even if I wanted toβ
( There's a moment of pause as Yuri tilts his head in question, a little mischief touching the corners of his smile as he runs a fingertip over one of the fluffy peonies. )
This must be the part where you tell me your name, huh?
no subject
Object?
( Yuri raises an eyebrow as he takes the flowers, bringing them up closer to his face so that he can enjoy their gentle fragrance. His pleasure is immediate and evident: the smile that curves his lips is an easy thing that warms the lilac of his eyes, and he sighs his exhale before turning to give them pride of place on his vanity. )
Luckily for you, you've got great taste. I couldn't object to them even if I wanted toβ
( There's a moment of pause as Yuri tilts his head in question, a little mischief touching the corners of his smile as he runs a fingertip over one of the fluffy peonies. )
This must be the part where you tell me your name, huh?