[Holy shit it's finally happened. He's spent too long around Viktor and the man's ridiculous outlook on love and friendships, and now it's infected his entire life. It's the only explanation, or at least the only one Yuri can come up with while it feels like the rest of the world is falling away and his heart is trying to pound out of his chest. Yusuke loves him?]

I... [What? What was he supposed to say now? There's no way he can match the force of that confession. He's not even sure it would be honest if he did manage to.] I—I don't know if I— I mean, I like you! A lot, but I'm... [He gestures helplessly, the look on his face wavering towards a helpless smile that's more panic than it is hope. He was so hopelessly unprepared for this.]

I don't...know what that means. —How I feel. I'm trying to figure it out now! [Now that he's recognized it for the crush that it is all of five minutes ago. He, unfortunately, does not have the benefit of having had weeks or even days to examine his feelings and grow to understand them, but, honestly, it would not have helped much even if he had.] But I have to figure it out with Otabek too, and I don't know if...I didn't know you—! I didn't even know he—! Not until today! So I'm—sorry?