Ugh. He just had to use French. Yuri hated French. It sounded so stupid. Everyone thought it was romantic but Yuri just hated it. He hated it even more after JJ ditched him for La La Land, Canada. Just for that, he was going to have to make this difficult.

He grasps JJ's shirt, and then his wrists. The fabric was wrapped around the Canadian's wrists and hands before his arms are forced back up over his head. Yuri was leaned over him, blonde hair framing both their faces.

"Oh no.. You aren't sorry yet." Yuri strips his tank top off next, looping it around the tightly knotted shirt that was securing JJ's wrists. Then it was looped around the headboard, tightened into place with a hard tug. "I haven't made you sorry."

Then Yuri shifts, climbing off JJ to walk away to the bathroom, leaving the Canadian lying there for the time being, bound to the headboard.