All this skin on skin is overwhelming. (And tingly). But the ache in his muscles is terrible and exhaustion suddenly hits Yuuri like a brick to the head. He presses a kiss to Victor's shoulder and then lets go.

"We should go to bed. I'm about to fall asleep on my feet."

Together, though. Sometimes they sleep in separate beds because Yuuri needs his own space, especially the nights he's thrumming with anxiety over this whole being stuck in the future thing. But other nights Victor creeps into his bed and cuddles.

Tonight, though, there's no reason for him to go all the way to his room when Victor's bed is right outside the bathroom door.