Undiscovered Country (слэш)

Yuuri wakes up in Victor’s room the night after the Sochi Grand Prix Final banquet. Did they sleep together? No. Instead, last night, Drunk Yuuri taunted Victor that he hadn’t earned the right to get in his pants…and spelled out exactly what Victor would have to do to get there.
Now, Victor intends to do everything on that list…
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“The conversation,” Victor says, “went something like this. You said I wasn’t getting in your pants that easily.”Victor says this in a normal tone of voice. Anyone could hear him. Yuuri looks around, but if anyone is paying attention, they’re pretending not to.
“Naturally, I asked what I would have to do to get in your pants.”
“Ah.” Yuuri blushes. “How embarrassing. What do you mean, naturally? Why would you ask that?”
Victor tilts his head. “Because I want to get in your pants. I thought that much was obvious by now.”
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Note: Yuuri is not in a great headspace post Sochi Grand Final, and this fic necesssarily touches on mental health issues so please check the tags. Notes: Hiiii so this is this fic that, um, I've been working on for a while now. It's written out (mostly) and just needs editing. Will update on Tuesday mornings unless I say otherwise.
I mention this in the summary above, but please be aware that Yuuri is not in the best of all possible places right after the Sochi Grand Prix Final. You can see it a little in this chapter; it'll be there in chapter two ESPECIALLY, but I have to be honest, the whole reason for putting Yuuri through it is to throw a lot of fluffy stuff his way eventually.
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