Yuuri's already a bit flushed from the exertion of dancing, and realizing that Viktor was watching (even though, well, why wouldn't he be?) just makes him blush all the brighter. He feels somehow caught in the act, especially since so much of his inspiration came from thinking about him...

"Viktor?"

He's suddenly glad he didn't really think about the possibility of Viktor seeing the video. He'd probably have tripped over his own feet, or been too cowardly to post it, or... or something. He's never put a finger on why exactly, but he's always ended up wanting to impress Viktor, to be worthy of his praise.

"You think so?"