Victor mentally noted the lack of usual snuggle but he doesn't say anything, just rests his arm over the back of the couch as an open gesture. When Yuuri's head lands on his shoulder he's more than happy to run his fingers through that dark hair affectionately.

"I'll have to figure out a low fat version. Which I think would probably be a bowl of rice with sad steamed pork plopped on top. That doesn't sound appetizing at all."

No, there was no changing that recipe into something healthy. It was meant to be hearty and full of calories. So, periodically would have to work. Victor didn't mind and he hoped eventually he'd actually be rather good at it.

"You know, when I called your mom to get the recipe I talked to your sister..." He was doing his best not to smile too soon to reveal himself. "She mentioned something about. .... posters..."