Holy shit – wabi sabi

iruutciv:

dreaming-fireflies:

Commissioned the overwhelmingly talented @iruutciv for a scene from Zanka, a Victuuri historical AU in the 1800s, Edo, Japan, in which Yuuri is a high-ranking male courtesan and Viktor falls hopelessly in love. Thank you again, Iru! ;;

“Yuuri’s heart tripped, and he was falling then, falling—had been falling—into Viktor’s open arms and Viktor’s open heart—

“I want to dance with you,” he said, trembling, words rolling out of him like the rain on his cheeks. He wasn’t thinking anymore. Wasn’t questioning. Too struck by how beautiful, how perfect Viktor was. “I want to see the sunset with you, I want to meet your parents, I want you to meet my family, I want to show you my home in the South. I want – I want—”

Mid-sentence, Viktor’s hands were on his cheeks, pulling him in, and they were kissing again. Yuuri slid his hands into Viktor’s hair, Viktor’s words folded tenderly, lovingly, into their kisses: anything for you; my world, my sun, my everything.

This was real, thought Yuuri, light as air, with Viktor’s hands smoothing up and down his back. Viktor’s hot mouth on his jaw, neck, and straight back to his lips. This was no illusion. Viktor was a gift, a miracle. Viktor was his.”

(Chapter 7: Mankai // 満開)

I absolutely adore this scene and this beautiful fic in general, so I really enjoyed working on this piece!! Thank you again for commissioning me ❤