Otabek's face was warm, he was sure that it was red. He wasn't sure what he was expecting when he had decided he would take that initiate, but he certainly didn't expect Yuri's face to turn such a shade of red.

He was about to say something when Yuri turned and gave him another quick kiss. His heart was racing, and he was sure now that he couldn't fight off the inevitable blush. He tried to find words, but for someone who spoke so little, it was so hard. He had been surprised by Yuri.

"Yura," he said, finally. It was the only thing that he could manage to say. He stared, blankly.