No dogs? ( Yuri ruffles Makkachin's fur before she dashes off again, dusting himself down briskly. ) Graceful Vitya is off to a bad start, then. I think I like Goofy Victor better.

( at no point does it occur to Yuri that this is heavy flirting. not even when he gives Victor a return to his teasing look, lashes dipping down into what isn't quite a wink.

paddling barefoot through the shallows is singularly lovely. Yuri rolls his pants up his calves despite being already resigned to wet jeans, and gives chase as Makkachin cavorts along. unless Victor directs him otherwise Yuri will just have fun, splashing and kicking like a kid half his age. when a large and very damp poodle tackles him Yuri only sits in the lapping waves and laughs as hard as he had when Victor had slipped. )

Okay, okay, ( he wheezes, holding hands out to prevent Makkachin climbing on him like she seems to want to, ) I give up. You win. C'mon, let's go get Victor messy, too!

( at least Yuri will wait to flick water at him until the camera's safe. )