( he, however, feels no pity for her guilt, or the fact she just destroyed herself. he didn't ask for this, he would have said this if they'd bothered asking, but they hadn't.
she gets to live with her own consequences. at least she should figure out he doesn't hate her. it wasn't the end of the world, just... not expected. planned. or asked for. his date hadn't even been bad. he's just... himself. his interest has yet to be captured by any one person. he doesn't tell Anya this is okay (yet) (and it's not, but it's also not actually a big deal, it's done and over with), but he does lift both his eyebrows... )
[don't ever ask for anya's direct opinion of you ever
ever
because Anya's just going to look perplexed at the questioning]
Thought that a date would be fun... in the case that you've ever been on one before, since the general agreement is that it's a good feeling. Something sweet, even if nothing comes of it.
[and then a firmer shake of her head because there's? a reason? that Anya can't believe that Yuri's never been on a date before and well]
You're just... Yuri. [honey that explains nothing.] Mm, maybe you turned down everyone who asked you out but [she starts counting off on her fingers, can you believe this] you're smart. And you're funny, even if it's a little mean-spirited sometimes, but never cruel. And you work hard at everything you do. And you're still always striving to do even better than best. And you're thoughtful and you're sweet - even if it takes time to get there, it's always been worth it? And you always look out for me or you share your food. You're really cute about cats and well - ah, I guess you're cute in general too. And -
( HE HOLDS UP A HAND to ask her to stop, meaning Anya is now getting a flipper lifted in her direction and Yuri is back to blushing because she says shit like this and she's so earnest and also not entirely working based on reality, in his opinion. Which is fine, in the sense that people like her are invaluable in the world, but less fine if she's this believing of everyone when not everyone is trustworthy.
He still absolutely believes most people are assholes, probably. Now, to derail: )
Just to make sure the record is clear as glass, I've never been asked out, I've never asked anyone out, and you are being over the top again.
but Anya is blinking in confusion. absolute confusion and tilting her head as she's forced right to a stop there. excuse you Yuri, she was just answering a question? but then she's dropping her hands back down to the counter even as she's definitely pouting.
hmmmmmm.
a shake of her head then.
fine.]
Yuri, let's go stargazing.
[is that a non-sequitur or a continuation of a point that died 5 minutes ago]
( he's letting his flipper fall back down when Anya does stop, thankful for the change in topic and not thinking much about it as he rolls along. )
Sure. Something interesting happening in the sky soon?
( it can be either and he's pleased because she is not talking about HIM. ... in a context not related to his skills and professional accomplishments. that, he'll take. )
Full moons are beautiful to look at. Or we can go when there's a meteor shower. I can probably borrow a telescope and we can just go where there isn't as much light pollution from the city.
[a thoughtful hum]
If it's a night that Mama's working late, I can make dinner. Or we could even bring food out with us as we go stargazing.
( ooooooooookay she sure recovered from her guilt death quickly? Yuri gives her a strange look, but then again, he's standing there wearing Comet the Cosmic Orca. and this whole conversation kicked off with Anya wanting to talk about talking about sex to, well, whatever this sapfest had been, to now this.
which is fine. he shrugs, lifting his shoulders and making Comet shrug along with him. )
Whatever you want to do. I'll probably have leftovers. I can bring those or make pirozhki or something.
( Pause. )
Borrow a telescope from who? Can you see meteor showers better with a telescope? I thought you'd need one of those super high powered crazy big ones out in the middle of nowhere on top of a mountain for that.
[she's agreeing to this automatically. she won't say no to pirozhki or yuri's cooking, even though she'll insist on cooking herself too. money savers and whatnot
she's humming happily. innocently.]
But I have a few friends at the university who will probably loan me one if I asked. It would be more for general stargazing, since you can see meteor showers without a telescope at all if we wander far enough. But I can show you the constellations that should be out this season.
[just the two of them. in the evening. probably making good conversation as they do, kinda just like now.]
I'll let you know when the next meteor shower will be?
Surei wants me to make him some, I'll just wait until around then, I guess.
( he shrugs; consolidating plans and saving on grocery costs? hell yes he is. )
Sounds like a lot to cart out there. ( now he knows why she's asking. he's the Pack Mule, probably. not that he minds. he'd carry the telescope if she'd just straight up ask anyway. he wonders who else will be coming along. ) Oh, that's right... the skies change with the seasons. What's the zodiac sign for March, again?
( he never remembers. he's always somewhat offended he wasn't born in late July or August. )
Eh, sure. Give me a heads up so I can let Surei know about the pirozhki.
[Zodiac sign for - there's a legitimate moment where Anya considers calling this whole thing off because Yuri's asking her about the zodiac and she thinks that he's talking about astrology and she's going to fight]
Are you asking about your zodiac? You're a Pisces, Yuri. [his birthday's coming up she hasn't forgotten that either] Then it should be Aries, though I suppose it's worth rechecking again since they added Ophiucus if you're really interested—
she gave him macarons this morning before they both embarked on their blind dates - and she has since discovered that yuri's blind date was also his first date ever. she brought him peppermint coffee because she felt like she needed to start making it up to him. somewhere in this whole mess was some talk about sex and dates and what you should expect out of an evening date. it's also valentine's day.
and best of all, yuri's wearing comet.
.... yes, it's easy for her to find her good humor again as she giggles a little bit, brow smoothing out as she gives him a smile]
( granted, if any part of him had figured she was serious, he'd be blushing for sheer inability to really handle shit like that. as it is? he knows she's guilt motivated in general, and now it's obvious what was amusing her. his unintended obliviousness over something he'd declared as fact, which now he has to declare as altered fact, as he's been trolled into changing his history. he lifts his eyes to the ceiling of the rink, hands up, flippers spread in annoyed supplication. )
We aren't dating! So call it a friend date, please. Or not a date at all.
( he's looking back at her again. he doesn't object to hanging out, but to labeling it misleadingly? that's stupid and a hassle. life's messy enough without making it messier for no reason other than to... prove a point? sure. )
Seriously, can't we just hang out? What's with labeling it all kinds of weird things...
( he's grousing, almost pouting. why are you weird, Anya. why are you so weird? )
[it crosses her mind for like half a second to tease him a bit more, something like "well at least yuri isn't turning me down entirely" or "how do you know I'm not serious?" but she decides that might cross the line into making him angry....
save yuri from anya.
As is, she's just giggling again, tilting her head.]
All my dates have been friend dates... But if it's so important to you to distinguish, we'll go on a friend date! Even though I wanted to plan it like it was an actual date... so it's not like hanging out anyway?
[hanging out tends to end in "what do you want to do" and "I don't know, what do you want to do" as far as Anya's concerned. this has Structure. she is Trying to make Decisions. amazing.]
It's not like you want to kiss me or anything, so it's fine. Yuri's one of the people I trust most. I want to spend time with you, but a little differently than usual.
( it occurs to Yuri that he may have a different meaning of "hanging out" than Anya, in that he can entirely imagine setting up a Defined Event and just doing it? without calling it a date? "hey guys I want to go to the zoo" then go to the zoo and stares at the tigers all day. how is that hard?
it's the completely bizarre requirements that have him frowning, then tipping his chin up and resting his flipperhands on his... entirely... lost in costume hips. )
Who said I didn't? ( he has no urge; that is not the point. the point is she needs to start asking and stop assuming, especially when she's so freaking blunt most the time. ) Besides, isn't the more important point that you don't want to kiss me?
( DUH? he's not sure what this devolved into, but he's 86% sure he's making a point he's going to win. )
I don't. Not at all. Don't be silly - you'd know if I wanted to, probably.
[SHOT DOWN REAL FAST.
But you know, that's part of Anya being blunt. So is this:]
Am I wrong? Does Yuri want to kiss me after all? [A tilt of her head. She finds the idea so foreign that she can't even... be embarrassed by it.] I guess that would change things...
( THIS IS EXACTLY WHY HE THINKS THIS IS SO DUMB it also, bizarrely, makes him grin. )
No, not particularly. We're hanging out, specifically to go stargazing. How hard is it to say that? You don't need to call it a date to want to do something specific with a friend. Okay?
( he makes a flippant gesture with a flipper. )
Just say hey, Yuri, I want to go stargazing. Are you free next weekend? Let's go! Nice and simple.
( apparently his objection is to the word date entering at all, but he's so disconnected from caring about it that he just adds in obligations he has no intention on following through on right now. )
I'm not going to say no, Anya. You just don't need to add in all the unnecessary stuff.
Still Anya's giggling and shaking her head. At least she's prone to easily bending to what other people want....]
Then..
[humming before matching his tone and cadence - though admittedly with her own edits:]
Hey, Yuri, I want to go stargazing. But I want to go during a meteor shower since I think you'd like it more, so it might have to wait a little bit longer than a weekend. We can bring food - I'll see if I know any Japanese recipes to match your pirozhki. Let's go!
[ . . . and she hums again, dropping her mimic of him.]
... oooon a friend date. Not that it matters what we call it, if we both know what it is.
but he's totally leaning forward to BOP HER ON THE HEAD with a flipper and a small frown. )
Brat.
( he's not saying no but he is never calling this a friend's date. )
Let me know when you find your meteor shower, but if you call it any kind of date one more time... I'm telling Yuuri you invited him instead.
( their dance teacher has nothing to do with this beyond having a similar enough first name that he can sub in the whole "Yuri" thing. excellent planning skills. )
Anya's not used to being scolded - and yet she's still giggling because she really does think that she managed to win this one maybe? She doesn't win against Yuri, really. So she's ducking a little bit even as she laughs.]
I didn't think that Yuri would be so embarrassed to go on a date with me—
[HONESTLY SHE SHOULD JUST QUIT WHILE SHE'S AHEAD INSTEAD OF TRYING TO TEASE HIM
Which is what happens when she hears the front doors open and - there's a familiar voice? Her Auntie's voice? She stops mid-sentence and startles, because she thinks she remembers something about her Auntie having a date on Valentine's and. Oh. Oh.
Anya's normally polite to a fault and not prone to rule-breaking of any sort unless someone else suggests it, but she knows that she definitely can't be seen here. Cue a quick and rushed:]
Sorry! Gotta hide!
[Before she's going to go ahead and leap over the counter in a fluid motion and then ducking out of plain sight. Oh.]
( he's about to threaten to text Yuuri Katsuki when Anya is vaulting over the counter and ducking down behind it as two people enter the area; one he recognises from Founder's Day. the other he does not. probably. it's also a matter of how much he cares.
instead, as subtle punishment and also to help Anya hide, he lifts up his Comet head, then sets it down.
over Anya's head.
congratulations, she is now a table. but past that, he does what any teen employee does; work, perhaps not as hard as he could, and otherwise wave on a bunch of people who largely don't notice him so that the other employee working with him can handle the fine art of dealing in knife shoes. though he should be getting out there and handing out flyers.
a mascot's duty never fails to call. )
They're gone, Ms. Bond.
( a wrap of his knuckles on Comet's head proper. )
Go watch for Dave and Jade, I have to hand out flyers.
[to be honest when comet's head comes down, Anya's so startled and amused that she has to clasp a hand over her own mouth to make sure that she doesn't giggle and give herself away. silly Anya, tables don't giggle.
when Yuri knocks on Comet's head, that's the only time that she lets herself laugh - because she admits it's pretty silly. Pretty funny. The past twenty minutes have been pretty funny, but she'll just shake her head - and Comet's.... - before lifting the mascot head up and into her hands even as she's still a mess of giggles.]
Thank you, Q.
[she hasn't seen nearly enough better Bond movies to give a better joking response than that. has she even seen the classics. probably not.
but she'll properly stand and give Comet's head back to its rightful owner, helping situate it over Yuri's head as she gives a wave and a smile]
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oh my god
it was yuri's first date ever and
it was with a stranger and he went to ride on chocobos and he wasn't prepared and he didn't even want to
and Anya is absolutely gasping when this manages to hit her LIKE A FREIGHT TRAIN]
Yuri! I'm so sorry...!!
I thought that - and you're just - and didn't realize - I...
[you might be missing some vital words, anya]
Oh no!
[THERE IT IS
THE GUILT
THE OVERWHELMING GUILT]
How is that even possible...
[anya he has like 2 friends]
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she gets to live with her own consequences. at least she should figure out he doesn't hate her. it wasn't the end of the world, just... not expected. planned. or asked for. his date hadn't even been bad. he's just... himself. his interest has yet to be captured by any one person. he doesn't tell Anya this is okay (yet) (and it's not, but it's also not actually a big deal, it's done and over with), but he does lift both his eyebrows... )
Thought what? I'm just what?
( no pity. at least not yet. )
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ever
because Anya's just going to look perplexed at the questioning]
Thought that a date would be fun... in the case that you've ever been on one before, since the general agreement is that it's a good feeling. Something sweet, even if nothing comes of it.
[and then a firmer shake of her head because there's? a reason? that Anya can't believe that Yuri's never been on a date before and well]
You're just... Yuri. [honey that explains nothing.] Mm, maybe you turned down everyone who asked you out but [she starts counting off on her fingers, can you believe this] you're smart. And you're funny, even if it's a little mean-spirited sometimes, but never cruel. And you work hard at everything you do. And you're still always striving to do even better than best. And you're thoughtful and you're sweet - even if it takes time to get there, it's always been worth it? And you always look out for me or you share your food. You're really cute about cats and well - ah, I guess you're cute in general too. And -
[she's running out of fingers]
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He still absolutely believes most people are assholes, probably. Now, to derail: )
Just to make sure the record is clear as glass, I've never been asked out, I've never asked anyone out, and you are being over the top again.
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but Anya is blinking in confusion. absolute confusion and tilting her head as she's forced right to a stop there. excuse you Yuri, she was just answering a question? but then she's dropping her hands back down to the counter even as she's definitely pouting.
hmmmmmm.
a shake of her head then.
fine.]
Yuri, let's go stargazing.
[is that a non-sequitur or a continuation of a point that died 5 minutes ago]
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Sure. Something interesting happening in the sky soon?
( it can be either and he's pleased because she is not talking about HIM. ... in a context not related to his skills and professional accomplishments. that, he'll take. )
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he agreed so easily that even anya has to laugh.]
Full moons are beautiful to look at. Or we can go when there's a meteor shower. I can probably borrow a telescope and we can just go where there isn't as much light pollution from the city.
[a thoughtful hum]
If it's a night that Mama's working late, I can make dinner. Or we could even bring food out with us as we go stargazing.
Does that sound good?
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which is fine. he shrugs, lifting his shoulders and making Comet shrug along with him. )
Whatever you want to do. I'll probably have leftovers. I can bring those or make pirozhki or something.
( Pause. )
Borrow a telescope from who? Can you see meteor showers better with a telescope? I thought you'd need one of those super high powered crazy big ones out in the middle of nowhere on top of a mountain for that.
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[she's agreeing to this automatically. she won't say no to pirozhki or yuri's cooking, even though she'll insist on cooking herself too. money savers and whatnot
she's humming happily. innocently.]
But I have a few friends at the university who will probably loan me one if I asked. It would be more for general stargazing, since you can see meteor showers without a telescope at all if we wander far enough. But I can show you the constellations that should be out this season.
[just the two of them. in the evening. probably making good conversation as they do, kinda just like now.]
I'll let you know when the next meteor shower will be?
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( he shrugs; consolidating plans and saving on grocery costs? hell yes he is. )
Sounds like a lot to cart out there. ( now he knows why she's asking. he's the Pack Mule, probably. not that he minds. he'd carry the telescope if she'd just straight up ask anyway. he wonders who else will be coming along. ) Oh, that's right... the skies change with the seasons. What's the zodiac sign for March, again?
( he never remembers. he's always somewhat offended he wasn't born in late July or August. )
Eh, sure. Give me a heads up so I can let Surei know about the pirozhki.
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Are you asking about your zodiac? You're a Pisces, Yuri. [his birthday's coming up she hasn't forgotten that either] Then it should be Aries, though I suppose it's worth rechecking again since they added Ophiucus if you're really interested—
[she shakes her head
SHE'S NOT
WHY DID HE HAVE TO DO THAT
MOVING ON]
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she surveys the situation just once more.
she gave him macarons this morning before they both embarked on their blind dates - and she has since discovered that yuri's blind date was also his first date ever. she brought him peppermint coffee because she felt like she needed to start making it up to him. somewhere in this whole mess was some talk about sex and dates and what you should expect out of an evening date. it's also valentine's day.
and best of all, yuri's wearing comet.
.... yes, it's easy for her to find her good humor again as she giggles a little bit, brow smoothing out as she gives him a smile]
... Alright.
Just don't invite Surei on our date, okay?
[let her just
spell that out for him ever so gently]
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( granted, if any part of him had figured she was serious, he'd be blushing for sheer inability to really handle shit like that. as it is? he knows she's guilt motivated in general, and now it's obvious what was amusing her. his unintended obliviousness over something he'd declared as fact, which now he has to declare as altered fact, as he's been trolled into changing his history. he lifts his eyes to the ceiling of the rink, hands up, flippers spread in annoyed supplication. )
We aren't dating! So call it a friend date, please. Or not a date at all.
( he's looking back at her again. he doesn't object to hanging out, but to labeling it misleadingly? that's stupid and a hassle. life's messy enough without making it messier for no reason other than to... prove a point? sure. )
Seriously, can't we just hang out? What's with labeling it all kinds of weird things...
( he's grousing, almost pouting. why are you weird, Anya. why are you so weird? )
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save yuri from anya.
As is, she's just giggling again, tilting her head.]
All my dates have been friend dates... But if it's so important to you to distinguish, we'll go on a friend date! Even though I wanted to plan it like it was an actual date... so it's not like hanging out anyway?
[hanging out tends to end in "what do you want to do" and "I don't know, what do you want to do" as far as Anya's concerned. this has Structure. she is Trying to make Decisions. amazing.]
It's not like you want to kiss me or anything, so it's fine. Yuri's one of the people I trust most. I want to spend time with you, but a little differently than usual.
Isn't that okay?
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it's the completely bizarre requirements that have him frowning, then tipping his chin up and resting his flipperhands on his... entirely... lost in costume hips. )
Who said I didn't? ( he has no urge; that is not the point. the point is she needs to start asking and stop assuming, especially when she's so freaking blunt most the time. ) Besides, isn't the more important point that you don't want to kiss me?
( DUH? he's not sure what this devolved into, but he's 86% sure he's making a point he's going to win. )
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I don't. Not at all. Don't be silly - you'd know if I wanted to, probably.
[SHOT DOWN REAL FAST.
But you know, that's part of Anya being blunt. So is this:]
Am I wrong? Does Yuri want to kiss me after all? [A tilt of her head. She finds the idea so foreign that she can't even... be embarrassed by it.] I guess that would change things...
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No, not particularly. We're hanging out, specifically to go stargazing. How hard is it to say that? You don't need to call it a date to want to do something specific with a friend. Okay?
( he makes a flippant gesture with a flipper. )
Just say hey, Yuri, I want to go stargazing. Are you free next weekend? Let's go! Nice and simple.
( apparently his objection is to the word date entering at all, but he's so disconnected from caring about it that he just adds in obligations he has no intention on following through on right now. )
I'm not going to say no, Anya. You just don't need to add in all the unnecessary stuff.
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Still Anya's giggling and shaking her head. At least she's prone to easily bending to what other people want....]
Then..
[humming before matching his tone and cadence - though admittedly with her own edits:]
Hey, Yuri, I want to go stargazing. But I want to go during a meteor shower since I think you'd like it more, so it might have to wait a little bit longer than a weekend. We can bring food - I'll see if I know any Japanese recipes to match your pirozhki. Let's go!
[ . . . and she hums again, dropping her mimic of him.]
... oooon a friend date. Not that it matters what we call it, if we both know what it is.
Since you won't say no, right?
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but he's totally leaning forward to BOP HER ON THE HEAD with a flipper and a small frown. )
Brat.
( he's not saying no but he is never calling this a friend's date. )
Let me know when you find your meteor shower, but if you call it any kind of date one more time... I'm telling Yuuri you invited him instead.
( their dance teacher has nothing to do with this beyond having a similar enough first name that he can sub in the whole "Yuri" thing. excellent planning skills. )
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Anya's not used to being scolded - and yet she's still giggling because she really does think that she managed to win this one maybe? She doesn't win against Yuri, really. So she's ducking a little bit even as she laughs.]
I didn't think that Yuri would be so embarrassed to go on a date with me—
[HONESTLY SHE SHOULD JUST QUIT WHILE SHE'S AHEAD INSTEAD OF TRYING TO TEASE HIM
Which is what happens when she hears the front doors open and - there's a familiar voice? Her Auntie's voice? She stops mid-sentence and startles, because she thinks she remembers something about her Auntie having a date on Valentine's and. Oh. Oh.
Anya's normally polite to a fault and not prone to rule-breaking of any sort unless someone else suggests it, but she knows that she definitely can't be seen here. Cue a quick and rushed:]
Sorry! Gotta hide!
[Before she's going to go ahead and leap over the counter in a fluid motion and then ducking out of plain sight. Oh.]
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instead, as subtle punishment and also to help Anya hide, he lifts up his Comet head, then sets it down.
over Anya's head.
congratulations, she is now a table. but past that, he does what any teen employee does; work, perhaps not as hard as he could, and otherwise wave on a bunch of people who largely don't notice him so that the other employee working with him can handle the fine art of dealing in knife shoes. though he should be getting out there and handing out flyers.
a mascot's duty never fails to call. )
They're gone, Ms. Bond.
( a wrap of his knuckles on Comet's head proper. )
Go watch for Dave and Jade, I have to hand out flyers.
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when Yuri knocks on Comet's head, that's the only time that she lets herself laugh - because she admits it's pretty silly. Pretty funny. The past twenty minutes have been pretty funny, but she'll just shake her head - and Comet's.... - before lifting the mascot head up and into her hands even as she's still a mess of giggles.]
Thank you, Q.
[she hasn't seen nearly enough better Bond movies to give a better joking response than that. has she even seen the classics. probably not.
but she'll properly stand and give Comet's head back to its rightful owner, helping situate it over Yuri's head as she gives a wave and a smile]
We'll be waiting for you. Work hard!
[because apparently Yuri's job is never done]