[firstly 'please mind his glasses,' like pal doesn't mangle those on the daily. secondly viktor just listens in vague amusement, resisting the urge to peek out of respect for the great service shoyo is doing for them here.
their dynamic is sweet, and viktor's lips quirk as they speak. but yes, finally, the moment of truth. viktor takes this as a cue he can open his eyes and-
it is somehow better than he could have ever dreamed.
it takes a considerable amount of effort not to laugh, his face giving away the struggle, eyes bright with it as he manages to just survey the result, even moving to get a look at the back. it even has pal's name, bless shoyo. he needs a moment to covers his mouth with a hand and just, ok, he can do this.]
It is perfect. It even has your name on the back, Palamedes. [and he looks to shoyo.] Thank you, Shoyo. [you've made his entire night.]
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their dynamic is sweet, and viktor's lips quirk as they speak. but yes, finally, the moment of truth. viktor takes this as a cue he can open his eyes and-
it is somehow better than he could have ever dreamed.
it takes a considerable amount of effort not to laugh, his face giving away the struggle, eyes bright with it as he manages to just survey the result, even moving to get a look at the back. it even has pal's name, bless shoyo. he needs a moment to covers his mouth with a hand and just, ok, he can do this.]
It is perfect. It even has your name on the back, Palamedes. [and he looks to shoyo.] Thank you, Shoyo. [you've made his entire night.]