сюрприз
While I was bumming over at @thecatsmeo‘s place she mentioned a YOI Howl’s Moving Castle AU, and then I had to draw it because the idea ruined me (just like the latest episode did, whaddupwhaddup)
yuuri blew a piece of stray hair out from in front of his eyes, brow furrowed as he scanned the pages of the book before him. it was some historical book or other that he had found while cleaning earlier that day, detailing the history of magic and it’s likes. the elderly man resisted the urge to yawn, scrubbing tiredly at the side of his face, before viktor’s cold and honeyed voice drew his attention.
it sent a chill up his spine.
“ they’d looked to be a little out of order, and i thought i would just put them back on the
–” his breath caught in his throat as he turned to face the wizard, finally taking in the disarray viktor was in as he moved to stand. “ viktor–are you–what happened? ” yuuri started, taking slow, calculated steps towards the younger man.
victor didn’t seem to react to the cursed boy’s alarm. his smile simply remained, and he shook his head.
❝ just had a bit of an exciting evening, is all. ❞
despite his overly calm visage there seemed to be a film of anxiety cast over his brilliant hues. albeit muted, it was there–anxiety that sprouted from a pool of different things; such as his duties, his transformations, calcifer’s wellbeing, and, of course, yuuri. but he only wanted to spend time by himself to forget about those feelings. without his heart, certain things felt too overwhelming. his empty chest wasn’t suited to handle it. he didn’t deserve to hurt. he didn’t want to be a part of this war. he wanted peace, quiet, and long baths.
distracted by his thoughts, the wizard’s eyes became dull, and they flicked back up to meet the cursed boy’s gaze. that same dry smile crossed his lips.
❝ as long as you don’t move my potions anymore, everything is fine. i’m going to bathe now. “
Looking good in Haurus Clothes QvQ
the young wizard was glancing through the potions that were strewn across the shelf in the bathroom with furrowed brows. it didn’t take long for victor to notice everything was out of place…–yet again. he huffed and rested his head in his hands before he hurried downstairs, a calm visage crossing his face. yes, he’d made it a mess over the past couple of days, but still. he wasn’t very happy. ❝ yuuri? ❞
he stood in the middle of the staircase, looking into the open area with a relaxed smile.
❝ yuuri, didn’t i tell you not to move anything around in the bathroom again? ❞ he asked gently, exhaustion clear in his translucent eyes from the previous evening. there had been an especially nasty airstrike, and he hadn’t had time to bathe before he passed out in front of calcifer. the poor, foolish wizard was marked up and dirty, the clothes on his back still torn from the night before.
