Otabek and Yuri sit in a corner booth with a rounded table. They are visiting Japan, and Yuri had insisted that Otabek try his most favourite Japanese cuisine.

Otabek picks away with his chopsticks effortlessly. "You're right, this pork cutlet bowl is amazing." He mumbles as he stuffs his mouth with rice.

Yuri sits opposite him, fumbling with his chopsticks. He looks up from his chopsticks to grin at Otabek proudly. "I told you!"

Otabek laughs and reaches across the table to help Yuri. "You hold them like this."

He holds Yuri's hands and places the chopsticks in the correct position.

"Thanks." Yuri says, opposing his bowl of food determinedly.

Otabek smiles fondly at Yuri as he focuses intently on the pork cutlet bowl. He attempts to pick up an egg, but it slips out of his chopsticks and falls back in the bowl.

"Damn it." Yuri grumbles in frustration.

Otabek laughs and picks up his own egg. "Here, I'll feed you."

Yuri's face goes bright red. "I-I can do it myself. I'm not a baby!"

"Say 'ah'..." Otabek teases.

"No, it's embarrassing." Yuri says stubbornly.

"Come on," Otabek pleads, reaching his chopsticks across the table.

Yuri frowns. He averts his eyes and opens his mouth. Otabek lifts the egg into Yuri's mouth. Yuri continues to look away as he chews, his cheeks burning.

"You're cute." Otabek chuckles.

Yuri pouts angrily, his blushing cheeks stuffed with food. "Quit mocking me." He mumbles grumpily.

"I only tease you because I love your adorable expressions." Otabek says with a charming side smile. He scoots his way around the circular booth until he is sitting beside Yuri. "Honestly," Otabek sighs. "You think you would be comfortable around me by now."

Otabek slips his arm around Yuri's waist and pulls him in closely.

"H-Hey, we're in a public restaurant." Yuri says, his face flushing red.

Otabek grabs Yuri's shirt and whispers, "I'm your boyfriend, I'm allowed to embarrass you in public."

"People are staring..." Yuri mutters.

"Good." Otabek yanks Yuri by the shirt and smashes his lips into Yuri's.

Yuri slowly relaxes and returns the kiss. Otabek loosens his grip on Yuri's shirt and slides his hand down to Yuri's waist. Yuri wraps his arms around Otabek and deepens the kiss, but as soon as he gets into it, Otabek breaks away to leave him wanting more.

Otabek smirks at Yuri's pining face. He grabs Yuri by the chin and leans in closely, caressing Yuri's lips with his thumb. "I want them to know you're mine."