“Let’s practice
together,” Victor suggested, taking Yuuri’s hands.
It wasn’t all
serious, no – most of the skate was silly and for parts of it they split up and
went to different sides of the rink. But never once did they bump into each
other and for most of it they moved together, as if they’d rehearsed it.
The observer sat
in the back row in the stands and watched with a smile and wished he could
record this practice.