[ Otabek's arms shift around Yuri. If it were anyone else, this person would have been dropped, but this was Yuri. It was different with him. He would always hold onto him tight. Holding onto Yuri comes so naturally. Even with having only spent a few days together, Yuri was his dearest friend. He'd stand there, holding onto Yuri, letting him cling as long as he wanted to.
If there was anyone he would be happy to see, it was Yuri. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. It was small, rare, and there just for Yuri. His arms tightened a little. ]
Yuri.
[ His tone was happy, as well. He doesn't want to let go of his friend. Not ever if he can avoid it. ]
I just got here. You're here.
[ He hadn't even really considered the fact that Yuri could have been there, and really - it was just now registering. Even after watching him dance, he had been so caught up in the moment, that he wasn't really thinking about it. ]
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If there was anyone he would be happy to see, it was Yuri. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. It was small, rare, and there just for Yuri. His arms tightened a little. ]
Yuri.
[ His tone was happy, as well. He doesn't want to let go of his friend. Not ever if he can avoid it. ]
I just got here. You're here.
[ He hadn't even really considered the fact that Yuri could have been there, and really - it was just now registering. Even after watching him dance, he had been so caught up in the moment, that he wasn't really thinking about it. ]