( Yuri hesitates for a moment, unsure what to make of Alexandre's request. He's not the kind of person who likes to be seen in moments of weakness; anything that suggests vulnerability must be carefully covered so that no one dares make the mistake of thinking less of him.
How typical of Deklan to chip away at Yuri's public face. How typical of him to try to remind him that he's owned, that he's the only person whose opinion Yuri should care about, and that he quite likes leaving marks of how touchable he is pressed into the pale of his skin. )
... If you must.
( But, balance is balance. Alexandre has asked for nothing in return for the necklace other than a look at his wrist, and Yuri would feel silly for making a fuss in light of such a generous gift.
He extends his arm, lifting his wrist high enough that Alexandre could take it if he so wishes. )
I've always bruised like a noa fruit. I daresay it looks worse than it is — plain old bad luck, y'know?
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( Yuri hesitates for a moment, unsure what to make of Alexandre's request. He's not the kind of person who likes to be seen in moments of weakness; anything that suggests vulnerability must be carefully covered so that no one dares make the mistake of thinking less of him.
How typical of Deklan to chip away at Yuri's public face. How typical of him to try to remind him that he's owned, that he's the only person whose opinion Yuri should care about, and that he quite likes leaving marks of how touchable he is pressed into the pale of his skin. )
... If you must.
( But, balance is balance. Alexandre has asked for nothing in return for the necklace other than a look at his wrist, and Yuri would feel silly for making a fuss in light of such a generous gift.
He extends his arm, lifting his wrist high enough that Alexandre could take it if he so wishes. )
I've always bruised like a noa fruit. I daresay it looks worse than it is — plain old bad luck, y'know?