nikiforoov: With both hands, Victor fans out the cards face-down. “Pick a card.” Yuuri d

nikiforoov:

With both hands, Victor fans out the cards face-down. “Pick a card.” Yuuri does, taking a moment to memorize it. Victor then closes his eyes in a way that is obnoxiously showy. “Put it back.”

He feels the tips of Yuuri’s fingers ghost over his as he does. He tries not to jolt from the current that runs between them. Like lightning. Like passion. Victor shuffles them again, and pulls the card off the top: the Ace of Spades. “This yours?”

Yuuri meets his eyes with a slight smile. He takes the card, flipping it back and forth over his fingers with practiced ease. “Nope,” he says after a minute.

“Nope?” Victor drops the cards from shock. He hasn’t gotten this wrong since he was a kid. A ten year old can master this; it’s little more than a party trick.

Yuuri steps into his space with his head angled towards his lips. His fingers brush down the collar of Victor’s shirt. “Two of Hearts, actually.”

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