[ Flynn is startled into laughter. It spills out of him with his breath, misting in the chilly air as he sends an elbow into Yuri's ribs and pulls him closer in the same movement, unbalancing them both for a second. ]
I don't know how I feel about the idea that Thirteen's been meddling on our behalf this whole time!
You know she has! You remember-- [ how they first started all of this. With the lightning, and the desperation in the forest. Even now, Yuri can't say it out loud, too embarrassed by it, by his own desires.
He coughs and looks away from Flynn ] Just, glad we got our shit together.
[ Yuri definitely does not have to finish that sentence for Flynn to get what he's talking about. The meaning hits instantly and Flynn makes a strangled sound, his face flaming. ]
Yes, I am—yes. Me too. And I would appreciate—
[ This, pitched toward the sky, partially for the bit and partially he means it ]
If we could continue to sort out our own things, with no further interference!
[ That sets Yuri laughing, watching Flynn shout at the sky, and he loves this man so much. He feels light and bright and happy and sways against him, his laughter puffing steam into the cold air.
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I don't know how I feel about the idea that Thirteen's been meddling on our behalf this whole time!
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He coughs and looks away from Flynn ] Just, glad we got our shit together.
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Yes, I am—yes. Me too. And I would appreciate—
[ This, pitched toward the sky, partially for the bit and partially he means it ]
If we could continue to sort out our own things, with no further interference!
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Yeah, this is a pretty good birthday. ]