It's a hurricane of swearing, packing, and searching for phones. Yuri ends up in one of Beka's shirts. Which is going to be obvious even without the hickeys dotting his neck. There just isn't time to worry about it.

It's not until he's tumbled into a cab Yuri realizes they haven't even said goodbye. Shit.

hey

last night was good

Not exactly poetry, but Beka will understand.