Sleeves rolled up, hint of a sweat breaking on his brow, silver hair falling over his face in an eternally charming way, and then there was that look of content undeniably curling his lips.
“Yuuri, you know you can tell me what you’re thinking.”
Swallowing hard, Yuuri permitted the thought to slip. “I was thinking that if you worked here instead of me, we’d sell out every day…” If it was Victor manning the shop counter, Yuuri would probably come in thrice a day to buy anything and everything as long as it gave him a chance to take in the unfairly gorgeous vision that was Victor in an apron.
- Like A Fairytale by Lucycamui
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