spookyfoot:
preview of my fic for @yoichasinggoldzine.
“But your grip is a little tense. Let the bow do the work for you. You’ll give yourself a wrist injury, and I’d hate to lose one of my most promising competitors.”
There’s a sudden rush of white noise in Yuuri’s ears, as though his brain, in lieu of processing Victor’s compliment, decided to drown it out in nonsense instead.
“Keep your arm just tense enough to pull the string back far enough. Trust your training to kick in. If you’re too tense, it’ll affect your aim,” Victor says, breath hot against Yuuri’s ear. When did he get so close?
Victor’s hand lays overtop of Yuuri’s where it’s clenched around the string. He draws what should be a soothing circle over Yuuri’s knuckles with his thumb, but it hits Yuuri’s pulse like lightning, and his heart’s pounding faster than it ever has during competition.
He draws Yuuri’s hand back with his own, and the string moves easily under their combined strength as though it were made of silk.
They let the arrow fly.
It lands with a solid thump as Victor whispers in his ear, “Bullseye.”
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