He took a deep breath, and pulled the lapels of his coat closer together - his blue coat, the one th
He took a deep breath, and pulled the lapels of his coat closer together - his blue coat, the one that Yuuri had bought for him on a whim last New Year’s Eve. It was far and away the finest coat he had to his name, and it suited a place like this and the clientele it catered to perfectly. It was only right to be wearing it here.And yet in spite of the coat’s objective, practical sensibility, a part of him had chosen it precisely because Yuuri had given it to him - something primal and silly but no less real, a sense of security that had washed over him as he’d slipped it on. He wanted to trick himself into thinking that Yuuri himself was holding him, as he stepped into the lions’ den.Chapter 14 of But Monsters Are Always Hungry, Darling by @orchids-and-fictional-cities, is up now! <3 -- source link
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