Ryuugazaki: I've realized that I'm going to have to try and out-do myself after chapter nine. It was too much and now I have to make it more too much.

Chapter Ten
(Friday, 18 September 2015 – 4:55pm, Detroit, Michigan)

Yuri closed the apartment door and sat on the sofa. He kept looking at his left that. "I can't believe this is happening," he said to himself as he stared at his left hand. He was in disbelief: he went on – what Phichit would call – a date with the person he is infatuated with, that person said that they liked him, that person touched him, and that person held his hand and didn't let go. Yuri was simply stunned. "I don't think I'll ever wash this hand again."

"I'd probably continue to practice standard hygiene practices if I were you." Phichit came into the living room and plopped down next to Yuri. "How was your date?" Phichit chuckled. Yuri stayed silent. "What is this? You're not going to try and counter me this time?"

"I don't know what even happened today."

"What? What do you mean? Did something happen?"

"Today felt like it had more meaning to it than just a casual outing." Phichit grinned. "I'm not sure if you could call it a date, though."

"I need to know why you said you weren't going to wash your hands ever again, though."

"Victor touched me and held my hand today." Phichit gasped. Yuri was glad to see that someone else was sharing this feeling with him. "It felt nice." Phichit smiled. "Victor feels nice. We're going to the museum next week."

"It's another date!"

"I wouldn't call it a date, but okay," Yuri chuckled. "But suppose this was a date, what do I do?" Phichit stroked his chin. "Do I remain casual? What do I do if he flirts with me?"

"Flirt back, obviously." Yuri made a face. "Be endearing."

"He already thinks I'm 'sweet.'" Phichit nodded. "He said he likes me. I don't know how to feel."

"Well, he said that he likes you. That's a good thing!" Phichit yawned. "I was napping when you came in. Do you need me to pick out your clothes for next week?" Yuri nodded. "Did he think you looked nice today?"

"He did. Then I explained to him that you picked out my clothes." Phichit laughed. "Yeah, he laughed, too." Yuri chuckled. "He gave me two notes today."

"Two?!" Yuri nodded. "Two!" He took them out of his bag and gave them to Phichit. Phichit opened them and squinted. "Oh, I can recognize one word."

"What's the word?"

"Ears." Yuri deadpanned. "I'm very serious. It's the word 'ears.'" Phichit gave back the notes. "He's being a goofball. I'm sorry, mon canard."

"It's fine, mon lapin." Yuri smiled. "So what did you do while I was out?"

"I played with the hamsters." Phichit smiled. "They are very energetic." Yuri chuckled. "But, then again, they are always energetic." Yuri unlocked his phone and scrolled to the picture of Yuri and Victor's hands. He held his phone in front of his friend's face and waited for him to respond to it. "Is that your hand?" Yuri had a small mole near his left thumb. Yuri nodded. "Is that Victor's hand?" Yuri nodded again. "You two are so! into each other!" Phichit squealed. "Send me that picture! I need that picture!" Yuri sent the photo to Phichit and smiled. Yuri's phone buzzed. "Is that Victor? Answer him!"

Victor: Made it home.
: Great!
Victor: Today was fun. I really enjoyed it.
: I enjoyed it, too.
Victor: [has sent an attachment]

Victor sent a photo of himself in bed, cuddled up with his pillow. His pajama shirt was olive green and he was clutching a teal mandala pillow. His face was slightly obscured by the pillow. Yuri showed the photo to Phichit. Phichit smiled.

"Can we stop talking about Victor right now? I'd really like to hear about your day with the hamsters."

"Okay!" Phichit said as he started talking about his hamsters, and, eventually, hamsters in general. He loves hamsters. Like, loves loves hamsters.

Ryuugazaki: Phichit is totally the head shipper on deck.

EDIT: Also I am sorry that it took me literally ten days to post this. I was working on the subsequent chapters.