- Pssss -, said Viktor conspiratorially, leaning toward him. - Do you want to know a secret?
Yuuri laughed, good-natured: - Of course, Viktor.
- There's this japanese figure skater, he's a hottie, I'm trying to woo him since we met at the Gran Prix gala -, he squinted at him, as if slowly realizing something. - You look a lot like him.
- It's because I am -, said Yuuri, showing him his wedding ring, giggling a little. - We're married.
Viktor goggled at him, then he murmured softly: - Holy shit, I did it.
Yuuri bursted out laughing.