He’d always thought of Yuzuru as naïve and childish. Who wouldn’t with those cherub lips, gangly limbs and excited voice? That unabashed love of all things Winnie the Pooh to the point of making the stuffed bear bow with him for all the skating viewing public to see. He’ll have to adjust his thinking now that those lips are seeking out his sensitive spots and those limbs pressing him onto the bed with all the confidence and skill that saw Yuzuru win the gold medal over the heads of his elders. Daisuke would know better than to absently respond, “Anything you like,” the next time Yuzuru proposed betting on a competition.