Easy - Hydde

"Yurio~" Viktor singsonged softly, sitting on the stand meant for luggage and rocking back and forth insistently. "Kitten, are you awake?" Glancing at the digital clock, which currently read 12:49, Viktor was silent for a moment. "Yurio, I'm thinking about doing something you specifically told me not to do. Are you going to wake up and stop me?"

There was no response. The blond man simply kept sleeping, oblivious to Viktor's subversive plots. Humming softly to himself, Viktor added, "It's not my fault I can't sleep. Usually I'm tired after a hard day of travel or work but now I'm just so bored. I can not sleep Yurio. It's a tragedy."

Planting his feet on the floor decisively and getting up, Viktor straightened his loose button up and sighed. "You know you shouldn't complain so much kitten, it's hardly that big a deal." Glancing towards the window, Viktor murmured, "Besides, if he's not there, I'll be back before you know it. It's just down to the Speedway."

With those words, Viktor crept towards the door and quickly slipped through it, being careful not to slam the heavy thing behind him. He knew somewhere deep within himself that he shouldn't be causing his friends such worry. It was selfish and a little shortsighted, considering they had a show the very next day but Viktor wasn't feeling all that guilty.

He was undeniably curious about the beautiful man behind the counter he'd seen the night before. Usually, he wouldn't have had time to meet people, much less bother to get to know them, but they were going to be in Portland for a while. It had been decided that day that they would be spending as long as the needed where they were until they found a new bus and had it all set up. It wasn't as if they'd had a real plan at that point anyway. Now, well, they'd try to stay within a radius of a state or two.

Thoughts wandering towards the blushing, messy-haired youth, Viktor frowned slightly. He had no idea if he'd even be able to see him tonight. Chances were, someone else would be working but considering how he wasn't exactly able to sleep anyway, Viktor figured he might as well try. Where was the harm?

So it was with these thoughts spinning about loosely in his head that Viktor waltzed out the doors of the hotel and casually made his way towards the glowing red logo hanging high over the rather neatly kept convenience store. It wasn't weird to be a little excited, he told himself, it was just taking an interest.

The moment he pushed open the doors, Viktor felt something inside him do a happy little flip. Behind the counter was the same adorably tired face from the day before. "Hello," the man called, like it was second nature. "Welcome to...-" he stuttered to a halt as he stared at Viktor, eyes wide. It wasn't the usual star-struck wide-eyed look though, it was just the genuinely surprised expression of someone who didn't expect what had just occurred.

"Good evening Love," Viktor chirped, sashaying his way up to the counter, smiling easily, trying to coax a smile onto the face of the man. "Still working here I see? Ah, but of course, don't take me too seriously, as I said last night, I do not wish to alarm you."

Unexpectedly, the man bit his lip and said, quite clearly. "No, I'm sorry about last night. You just surprised me. I'm usually more coherent than that." And then, miracle of all miracles, he smiled. It was bashful and slight, but Viktor felt his spirits soar nonetheless. Ah, now that's a look that belongs on his face.

Though he knew he shouldn't, Viktor smiled mischievously and purred, "You should smile more Dove, you look gorgeous like that." As he expected, the man's face turned bright red and he instantly started trying to stammer out some sort of thank you that Victor waved away. "I'm merely stating fact, no? Though you look adorable like this too."

"It's Yuuri," the man said suddenly, almost like it was a knee-jerk reaction. Surprised, Viktor tilted his head, to which Yuuri mumbled, "I-I mean... You asked yesterday and I just thought- um... S-sorry, nothing." He looked ashamed now, an expression that made Viktor feel horribly guilty.

"No no Love, don't look like that," he murmured in an attempt to be soothing. "I did ask~" Though I hardly expected you to remember... "Yuuri you say? I have a friend by that name!" Grinning carelessly, Viktor leaned against the counter for a moment before bopping up and sitting on a stretch of empty space. When Yuuri didn't protest, Viktor leaned back against the lighter stand. "He's nothing like you though, he pretends to be a tiger but he's nothing more than a kitten."

Yuuri looked up tentatively and smiled slightly. "You know, I never caught your name either Sir. I mean, if you don't mind... I just..." Moving his mouth for a moment like he was trying to formulate words, Yuuri finally said, "I think it's strange just thinking of you as 'that guy I've now met twice in a row at 1:00 am'."

Laughing at how unexpectedly blunt Yuuri had been, Victor delightedly said, "My name is Viktor, Flower. Just Viktor, there's really no need for a Sir before it. I'm honored you think I'm worth having a name." Never mind that it was one of the most common questions he got asked, never mind that Yuuri was the first person in over three years he'd felt was worth giving said name to, Viktor just smiled brightly at the youth because at that moment, he couldn't have felt more comfortable.

Yuuri flushed again before protesting, "What do you mean? Everyone's worth it. It's one of the few things I actually like about this job." Picking self-consciously at the front of his uniform, Yuuri continued, "I get to meet people and learn something about them in the process. Maybe not much, especially at this time of night, but a little. And sometimes I can make them smile, so it's good for them as well."

"Well you're certainly making me smile," Viktor commented easily, loving how easy it was for him to fluster Yuuri. Is he like this with everyone, or is it just me. Though he probably knew it was the former, Viktor couldn't help but secretly hope it was the latter. So cute... "Much better than staring at a wall for several hours, no?"

Curiosity dragging him out of his state of embarrassment, Yuuri asked, "So do you live somewhere local? I can't imagine you'd want to drive far just to talk to someone like me." That is where you are wrong Dove, I would drive quite a long ways to talk to someone like you. If I could drive...

"Ah, I'm simply staying in the hotel around the corner," Viktor admitted, bowing his head with a smile. Noticing the way Yuuri's face fell slightly, probably not even consciously, Viktor hurried to say, "But due to some unforeseen complications, I'll be staying there for quite some time." Winking, he said, "Don't think you'll get rid of me that easily Love."

Yuuri laughed slightly, though Viktor could still see a note of disappointment deep in his eyes, along with something like resignation. "Well I know for a fact the Sheraton is a ridiculously expensive place to stay. If you ever need somewhere a little less so, my family runs a small motel. It's not as nice, but it's rather homey and comfortable, though..." he scratched the back of his neck and glanced at the ceiling. His eyes are almost mahogany... Viktor thought absently. "I'm probably biased since I grew up there."

Indulgently, more than a little interested in such a place, Viktor said, "I might actually consider that Love, seeing as my friend's and I are likely to be stuck where we are for a far amount of time." Tilting his head so his bangs fell out of his eyes, Viktor softly said, "Thank you very much Yuuri." And then, because he couldn't resist it, he playfully ruffled the man's already messy hair.

Delighting in the little squeak that left Yuuri's mouth at the gesture, Viktor slipped off the counter and onto his feet. "I must go now, no? Otherwise Yurio will throw another fit and wake everyone up again." Waving gracefully, Viktor waltzed towards the door and brightly called, "I'll see you tomorrow night Yuuri, bye~"

"Bye Viktor!" He loved the sound of his name on the boy's lips.

Viktor waited till he was almost to the doors of the hotel before spinning happily and announcing for anyone to hear, "Ah, I think I've fallen in love with a brown-eyed beauty." Chuckling at his own ridiculousness, Viktor quickly slipped back into the hotel lobby.

A/N: Okay, I'm done posting stupid amounts of shit. What do you think? Want me to continue? Think I should stop? Or do you want me to 'for the love of god' stop? Answers people, I need answers.

Anyways, night night~