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Posted: Jan 9 2018, 03:02 PM
my heart is breaking, it's made of glass
I guess anything that's good never ever lasts
Pausing in rearranging the books on the bookshelf, Yuuri arched his back and brought both hands down to press on his spine. Moving furniture around by himself hadn't really been a good idea, but at least he had gotten the lighter pieces in the living room where he wanted them.
The apartment was starting to look like a proper home, which was even better. Glancing down at his feet where Pooh-chan had fallen asleep, he smiled and stepped away from the poodle quietly to avoid waking her. The cats were around somewhere, though a quick look around didn't tell him where they might be hiding.
At least they weren't getting into anything right now, the apartment was too quiet. He would worry about finding them later - or knowing the cats, they would show up when their visitor arrived. Jun was out for the afternoon, having gone to Sealight to see his brother and his other groupmates, and Yuuri wasn't expected on set for another few days.
Thinking about getting back to work came with a pang of nervousness he tried to ignore. Moving to the couch, he shifted the throw pillows around to make room - some of them were too big and would just get in the way. Maybe it was nervous energy, but he was looking forward to this visit.
It had been a while since he and Dami had been able to spend time together. Or more specifically, time together that wasn't stolen away in his and Jack's office at CM. Almost reaching for his phone to check for messages, he stopped when he heard the knock at the door and let out a breath.
Looking out through the peephole, he pulled the chain lock free and pulled the door open, all but beaming when he saw his friend. "I'm glad you could make it, I've been looking forward to-" the sound of running paws made him stop and glance back. "Pooh, no-!"
The poodle had other ideas as she ran over, skidding on the hardwood near the door as she tried to leap at Bingy's legs. "Down, girl, you can meet...oh, forget it...you've seen the pictures, but this is our newest child, Pooh-chan. I'm sorry for her."
Posted: Jan 14 2018, 11:28 PM