bringbackgold | Catchall (for bespredel)

It was nice to have someone who was able to catch him, without having a fear of hurting the other in doing so. Yuri hadn't remembered himself until he'd been climbing out of the other's arms, a little sheepish- but still beaming, just to be in the other's presence.

"Yo," had been Yuri's simple greeting to both Otabek's friends, shaking their hands and offering a sharp look, but these were punctuated with faint smiles. A little terse, sure, but it was from more of a guarded place than any disinterest in wanting to meet Otabek's other friends. He actually kind of liked the quiet guy, it meant a little less worry in regards to socializing.

"I can imagine you would," he agreed, offering the other a softer, brighter smile for it, before coming closer to the other and elbowing him gently in the side, flashing him a grin with teeth, before gazing back towards the turntables and dials before him, "So what are you going to play tonight, DJ? Something special for me, I hope," he blushed, even as he said it. Wondering if he was overstepping his bounds by making such a statement, knowing that he was being bold- but he was the Ice Tiger of Russia; it wasn't for him to tiptoe fearfully around anything.

A small, genuine smile appeared. It seemed to be one that was reserved for Yuri, since it only really was clearly there when the others were gone, or too preoccupied to notice. It wasn't that he didn't smile and have fun with his other friends, but there was a particular sincerity when with Yuri that he had never found before.

"Don't let them fool you, they're both very talkative once they know someone well." He knew from experience. Once they found common ground, it was hard to get someone to stop. Otabek always seemed to provide a quiet balance to their desire to talk with him about music, only speaking when he felt something needed to be said.

When Yuri asked him about his music. "I do have something new I'm playing," Otabek answered. The next part of his answer came easily after a moment. "I was thinking of you when I worked on it." His answer was direct, blunt. It was how he always approached things. And of course, it was honest. He did think of his friend when he worked. He did sometimes consider whether or not Yuri would like something of his.

He thought that Otabek looked really nice when he smiled. Yuri knew just how rare they were, and was all the more charmed to see it because of it.

"You really thought of me while creating something?" Yuri asked, blushing as the other admitted it, touched by the words, let alone the gesture. "Don't tell me when it comes on- I want to see if I can guess, and if I'm not already up in the booth with you- I'll head up and come tell you that I think it's the right song,"

He blushed, but was still smiling as he bumpd his elbow softly against the other's, not wanting to mess up what Otabek was working on setting up, but wanting to establish some further closeness.

"I think you'll be able to tell," he answered easily. He flushed a little himself, pleased with everything going on. He was happy to have his friend here. He was glad he was getting to have Yuri listen to the songs inspired by him. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He was a little nervous Yuri wouldn't like the music that he had inspired. And to Otabek, that would be the worst.

He wouldn't let himself be deterred by the possibility of rejection of his music, though. He was mostly sure Yuri would like it. He hoped so much he wouldn't let his friend down.

"I really did think of you. I hope you like it." Otabek offered a small smile, resting a hand on Yuri's shoulder, as he leaned a little into his space.

Catchall (for bespredel)

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