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Offshot:
After their kiss, Yuuri’s hand slips and his ice-cream drops onto Viktors back, the chocolate staining the light blue fabric and the sudden cold causing the older man to let out a startled yelp. The ice-cream seeps through Viktor’s shirt and he quickly pulls it over his head, holding it in his hands and looking at the probably ruined garment.
“This was my favourite shirt…” He says as his face morphs into a look of pure sadness and he melts into a puddle on the floor. All the while Yuri is just laughing softly. All Viktors tops were his favourites. And dropping the ice cream had been a total accident, not at all a sly ploy to get his husband topless on the beach.

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Description

Offshot:
After their kiss, Yuuri’s hand slips and his ice-cream drops onto Viktors back, the chocolate staining the light blue fabric and the sudden cold causing the older man to let out a startled yelp. The ice-cream seeps through Viktor’s shirt and he quickly pulls it over his head, holding it in his hands and looking at the probably ruined garment.
“This was my favourite shirt…” He says as his face morphs into a look of pure sadness and he melts into a puddle on the floor. All the while Yuri is just laughing softly. All Viktors tops were his favourites. And dropping the ice cream had been a total accident, not at all a sly ploy to get his husband topless on the beach.

(ON TUMBLR )