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[Oh, wow. Very bold.]
Only if I can get a better look at your wrist.
Only if I can get a better look at your wrist.
[Linhardt blinks slowly, eyes on their hands now linked between them. "Assure me this isn't a dream"? How is he supposed to do that when Ferdinand is holding his hands? Not that he wants Ferdinand to stop holding his hands.
Oh.
Got it.]
Okay... [He leans in, over their joined hands
and kisses him.]
Oh.
Got it.]
Okay... [He leans in, over their joined hands
and kisses him.]
Oh - of course! You can look as much as you like.
[ But first, that hug. Ferdinand wraps his arms around Linhardt and squeezes. His embrace, like the rest of him, is warm, firm, and secure. ]
[ But first, that hug. Ferdinand wraps his arms around Linhardt and squeezes. His embrace, like the rest of him, is warm, firm, and secure. ]
[That hug. Is entirely too warm, firm, and secure. Linhardt could melt. Or rather, he could fall asleep if they stay like this for too long. Ferdinand wraps around him like a warm blanket...
Linhardt's eyelids start to droop even as he returns Ferdinand's embrace. He leans his chin on Ferdinand's shoulder.] On second thought, I may not be conscious enough to look at your wrist. [His voice is heavy with sleepiness.]
Linhardt's eyelids start to droop even as he returns Ferdinand's embrace. He leans his chin on Ferdinand's shoulder.] On second thought, I may not be conscious enough to look at your wrist. [His voice is heavy with sleepiness.]
[ oH
Ferdinand wasn't expecting Linhardt to actually do anything, let alone kiss him. But Linhardt's lips are warm and soft and his brain promptly short-circuits.
His hands involuntarily squeeze his, and a light tremble courses through him as he leans into the kiss. He's awkward and incredibly inexperienced when it comes to relationships (has linhardt kissed a boy before? or is he his first, too?), but he's... eager to become the best boyfriend he can be.
But first. When they eventually part, Ferdinand bites his bottom lip, a hint of laughter in his voice. ] I was planning on kissing you at prom.
Ferdinand wasn't expecting Linhardt to actually do anything, let alone kiss him. But Linhardt's lips are warm and soft and his brain promptly short-circuits.
His hands involuntarily squeeze his, and a light tremble courses through him as he leans into the kiss. He's awkward and incredibly inexperienced when it comes to relationships (has linhardt kissed a boy before? or is he his first, too?), but he's... eager to become the best boyfriend he can be.
But first. When they eventually part, Ferdinand bites his bottom lip, a hint of laughter in his voice. ] I was planning on kissing you at prom.
You can still kiss me at prom. [He answers, dumbly.]
[ How... cute? Is he allowed to think his soulmate's cute?
Ferdinand chuckles, patting Linhardt on the back. ] Then, another time! I will let you rest for now. [ Though a little reluctant to let him go, Ferdinand releases his hold as soon as he lets him. ]
But, if you would like, you may come by my room later to take a look at my wrist! I will also prepare tea for us.
Ferdinand chuckles, patting Linhardt on the back. ] Then, another time! I will let you rest for now. [ Though a little reluctant to let him go, Ferdinand releases his hold as soon as he lets him. ]
But, if you would like, you may come by my room later to take a look at my wrist! I will also prepare tea for us.
[ It may be a dumb answer, but Ferdinand is still incredibly fond. ]
Of course I will kiss you at prom! If you'll let me, of course. [ Romantic as it'd be, he's not going to kiss him without consent! ] But it was to be our first kiss.
Of course I will kiss you at prom! If you'll let me, of course. [ Romantic as it'd be, he's not going to kiss him without consent! ] But it was to be our first kiss.
...In the middle of the dance floor, slow song playing, lights dim, and everyone around us too absorbed in their own partners to notice us? [Oh, Ferdinand.
Linhardt pauses, putting more thought into what he's going to say next than he normally would.] Who says we can't have two first kisses? This one is ours... the one at prom can be our first kiss as an official couple.
[Or whatever]
Linhardt pauses, putting more thought into what he's going to say next than he normally would.] Who says we can't have two first kisses? This one is ours... the one at prom can be our first kiss as an official couple.
[Or whatever]
Sounds good to me... I'm so tired all of a sudden. [Ferdinand releases him and Linhardt loosens his hold, but does not lift from his shoulder.
Why is he so tired now anyway? Emotional whiplash? Exhaustion from finally have to deal with the consequences of his actions?
Linhardt has all the time in the world to think about that now that he has whole future with Ferdinand ahead of him. And he doesn't mind the thought of that at all.]
Why is he so tired now anyway? Emotional whiplash? Exhaustion from finally have to deal with the consequences of his actions?
Linhardt has all the time in the world to think about that now that he has whole future with Ferdinand ahead of him. And he doesn't mind the thought of that at all.]
[ ... yeah, Linhardt's got that fantasy down to a T.
But Ferdinand is all smiles as he brings Linhardt's hands up and kisses his fingers. ] That sounds absolutely perfect. I-
[ - and then he wobbles, and has to rest his head on Linhardt's shoulder. ] M-my apologies, Linhardt. I may have gotten a bit... overwhelmed by emotion. I'm feeling a bit faint.
But Ferdinand is all smiles as he brings Linhardt's hands up and kisses his fingers. ] That sounds absolutely perfect. I-
[ - and then he wobbles, and has to rest his head on Linhardt's shoulder. ] M-my apologies, Linhardt. I may have gotten a bit... overwhelmed by emotion. I'm feeling a bit faint.
Must I? [Dimitri laughs, but does as asked. His own movements are slow, exhaustion weighing him down, but that does not hinder his ability to lift himself and Felix, once he's steadied himself, up and off the couch.
Dimitri carries him bridal style, cushioned by the blankets caught up in his arms, to his bed. From there, they change. Dimitri wordlessly helps Felix out of his dance outfit. Unhooking, unclasping, disrobing him as careful as possible and still drinking him in through the haze of sleep in his eye. Back in the nest that is his bed (their bed) he curls back around Felix, cradling him to his chest.
Today's been a lot; emotionally charged. But Dimitri doesn't regret it for a moment. He feels closer to Felix now.] Goodnight, my beloved...
Dimitri carries him bridal style, cushioned by the blankets caught up in his arms, to his bed. From there, they change. Dimitri wordlessly helps Felix out of his dance outfit. Unhooking, unclasping, disrobing him as careful as possible and still drinking him in through the haze of sleep in his eye. Back in the nest that is his bed (their bed) he curls back around Felix, cradling him to his chest.
Today's been a lot; emotionally charged. But Dimitri doesn't regret it for a moment. He feels closer to Felix now.] Goodnight, my beloved...
Please don't faint on my front lawn. [How the tables have turned. It's usually Linhardt resting his head upon Ferdinand's shoulder. He untangles one of his hands from Ferdinand's and brings it to brush a weft of Ferdinand's lovely orange hair behind his ear.] We can lay down inside.
[Dimitri has gone most his current life terrified of filling the gaps in his memory of his past life. He's actively avoided it as best he can - which mostly means avoiding any possible chance of running into his fellow classmates from the past. The fear, the panic, that had seized him upon reuniting with Dedue had been stifling. He'd thought he was dying. Thankfully... that happened without any incident, and he continued to meet with Dedue without issue.
And then Felix found him... Unease still lingers in his thoughts whenever he's around the Felix of this time, but he is also endlessly comforted by Felix's presence. Dimitri has never felt this way before. He doesn't even think his past self ever felt this way. Maybe it was because Dimitri's memories continued to be cloudy; especially the ones about Felix despite meeting again.
Which raises another point Dimitri never thought he would ever arrive at. He wants to know more about Felix and his own's past. He wants to fill that gap. Felix had mentioned that he "owed" him. Dimitri wants to know why; so he can assure Felix there is nothing to be owed. So he can know what he did wrong to have Felix leave his side.
They're currently in his apartment on a humid Saturday afternoon. Felix is reading, doing homework, and Dimitri has finally picked up crocheting like he said he would. His mind is all abuzz with these thoughts while he struggles to loop yarn around his needles and he finally bites his lip. He worries it between his teeth in frustration.]
Felix... pardon me for interrupting but, can you tell me something?
And then Felix found him... Unease still lingers in his thoughts whenever he's around the Felix of this time, but he is also endlessly comforted by Felix's presence. Dimitri has never felt this way before. He doesn't even think his past self ever felt this way. Maybe it was because Dimitri's memories continued to be cloudy; especially the ones about Felix despite meeting again.
Which raises another point Dimitri never thought he would ever arrive at. He wants to know more about Felix and his own's past. He wants to fill that gap. Felix had mentioned that he "owed" him. Dimitri wants to know why; so he can assure Felix there is nothing to be owed. So he can know what he did wrong to have Felix leave his side.
They're currently in his apartment on a humid Saturday afternoon. Felix is reading, doing homework, and Dimitri has finally picked up crocheting like he said he would. His mind is all abuzz with these thoughts while he struggles to loop yarn around his needles and he finally bites his lip. He worries it between his teeth in frustration.]
Felix... pardon me for interrupting but, can you tell me something?
[ Ashe's feelings about his past life are complicated, to say the least. There's plenty to regret, sure - taking up a life of thievery, not recognizing the darkness that lurked in his adoptive father's heart until it was too late, betraying Faerghus in his name, leaving his brother and sister behind - but... none of it was in vain. Meeting the other Blue Lions, fighting and dying for a cause he believed in to ensure a (hopefully) peaceful future for his siblings... in any case, there's little he could do about it now. After all, that Ashe is dead, and he's now a literature major at a university he paid his way into almost entirely with scholarship money.
He never expected his past to catch up to him - but then Felix turned out to be his roommate, and Felix found Dimitri.
Ashe, like Felix, believed that Dimitri died in Fhirdiad. But before he could learn the truth, he perished in Ailell. (the truth, he learned recently from felix, would've been incredibly difficult to swallow. he might've not been able to. who knows now.)
He admired the prince whose heart shone with kindness, who carried the weight of the kingdom on his shoulders and didn't even break a sweat. But the boy who sits across from his is neither prince nor beast - he's Dimitri without the titles, the pressures, the darkness lurking in his heart that Ashe never saw. He knew what not to talk about (felix told him before they left for this meeting to not say anything about their previous life unless dimitri himself brings it up), but that's about it. He's - no, they're starting anew, and that's... a little scary.
It's just the two of them in a secluded corner of a cafe with their drinks and snacks (felix gave them space, not one for guiding conversations or conversations in general), and Ashe wrings his hands in his lap. Before the silence stretches into awkward territory, he breaks it. ] Um- have you been here before, Dimitri? Their pastries are quite good. [ nailed it ]
He never expected his past to catch up to him - but then Felix turned out to be his roommate, and Felix found Dimitri.
Ashe, like Felix, believed that Dimitri died in Fhirdiad. But before he could learn the truth, he perished in Ailell. (the truth, he learned recently from felix, would've been incredibly difficult to swallow. he might've not been able to. who knows now.)
He admired the prince whose heart shone with kindness, who carried the weight of the kingdom on his shoulders and didn't even break a sweat. But the boy who sits across from his is neither prince nor beast - he's Dimitri without the titles, the pressures, the darkness lurking in his heart that Ashe never saw. He knew what not to talk about (felix told him before they left for this meeting to not say anything about their previous life unless dimitri himself brings it up), but that's about it. He's - no, they're starting anew, and that's... a little scary.
It's just the two of them in a secluded corner of a cafe with their drinks and snacks (felix gave them space, not one for guiding conversations or conversations in general), and Ashe wrings his hands in his lap. Before the silence stretches into awkward territory, he breaks it. ] Um- have you been here before, Dimitri? Their pastries are quite good. [ nailed it ]
[ Felix, too, is comforted by Dimitri's presence. Just being in the same room as him, doing their own separate things, is easy. And he wouldn't trade this, the peace they share, for anything in the world.
He's in the middle of solving a difficult problem when Dimitri's voice pulls him from his math-induced trance. Without lifting his eyes from his paper, he replies, voice easy. ] Tell you what?
He's in the middle of solving a difficult problem when Dimitri's voice pulls him from his math-induced trance. Without lifting his eyes from his paper, he replies, voice easy. ] Tell you what?
[ Ferdinand leans slightly into that brief touch, a little delirious and a lot in love. ] Let us head in, then, before I really do faint on your front lawn.
[ After recovering the fallen promposal sign, Ferdinand follows Linhardt to his room and happily curls up in bed with him. Arms loose around Linhardt's smaller form, he drifts into a comfortable sleep with surprising ease. (any nervousness he feels from being this close to his now boyfriend promptly melts away when he feels the softness of his lips upon his once again, and the warmth of his breath tickling his skin.)
After that, it's harder than Ferdinand expects to not just brazenly hold Linhardt's hand at school. But he restrains himself, because no, they haven't had their First Kiss As An Official Couple yet! Once he kisses Linhardt at prom (dim lights and slow song mandatory), then he can start being just the tiniest bit PDA! Hold his hand, and maybe even h-h-hug him before they head to their separate classes! Oh, how scandalous but exciting! He finally understands the appeal!
It's these thoughts and the fact that he's genuinely excited to go to prom with Linhardt (which linhardt can no doubt pick up on, given how frequently ferdinand texts about it. where would you like to get dinner at first? what color will your tie be? do you need his assistance picking out a suit??? they could make it a date????????) that get him through the weeks leading up to the dance.
On the night of, Ferdinand pulls up to Linhardt's house a whopping ten minutes before they initially planned (though he gave him an updated ETA, as always!). He rings the doorbell and waits, rocking on his heels with excitement with a boutonniere for Linhardt (blue, to match his eyes) held delicately in his hands. ]
[ After recovering the fallen promposal sign, Ferdinand follows Linhardt to his room and happily curls up in bed with him. Arms loose around Linhardt's smaller form, he drifts into a comfortable sleep with surprising ease. (any nervousness he feels from being this close to his now boyfriend promptly melts away when he feels the softness of his lips upon his once again, and the warmth of his breath tickling his skin.)
After that, it's harder than Ferdinand expects to not just brazenly hold Linhardt's hand at school. But he restrains himself, because no, they haven't had their First Kiss As An Official Couple yet! Once he kisses Linhardt at prom (dim lights and slow song mandatory), then he can start being just the tiniest bit PDA! Hold his hand, and maybe even h-h-hug him before they head to their separate classes! Oh, how scandalous but exciting! He finally understands the appeal!
It's these thoughts and the fact that he's genuinely excited to go to prom with Linhardt (which linhardt can no doubt pick up on, given how frequently ferdinand texts about it. where would you like to get dinner at first? what color will your tie be? do you need his assistance picking out a suit??? they could make it a date????????) that get him through the weeks leading up to the dance.
On the night of, Ferdinand pulls up to Linhardt's house a whopping ten minutes before they initially planned (though he gave him an updated ETA, as always!). He rings the doorbell and waits, rocking on his heels with excitement with a boutonniere for Linhardt (blue, to match his eyes) held delicately in his hands. ]
[ Ashe peeks up at Dimitri nervously. ]
Are- are you sure? I wouldn't mind reading to you, but surely you'd rather read one of the books you picked out. [ His fingers curl around the cover of one of the books. ] I know not everyone's as interested in knights' tales as I am.
Are- are you sure? I wouldn't mind reading to you, but surely you'd rather read one of the books you picked out. [ His fingers curl around the cover of one of the books. ] I know not everyone's as interested in knights' tales as I am.
[Dimitri's focus momentarily strays back to the yarn in his hands. He works the needle around the yarn and then pulls it down, looping the yarn into itself to make a chain. This one seems better; it isn't as loose as some of his other chains.] Um. Tell me what you meant when you said that you "owed it to me"? [He finally puts his work down in his lap, looking at Felix.]
What happened to us? To you?
What happened to us? To you?
[ The lead of his pencil snaps. Felix knew this would come up eventually - he just didn't expect it to be now.
He takes a slow, deep breath, and raises his head to look at Dimitri. ] Are you sure? It's... not pleasant. [ To put it uncharacteristically gently. ]
He takes a slow, deep breath, and raises his head to look at Dimitri. ] Are you sure? It's... not pleasant. [ To put it uncharacteristically gently. ]
[Felix's tone worries him. It forces something in his throat that makes it hard to swallow. He knew it had to be bad but.. that bad?
Dimitri shakes his head. No, no. He can't turn back from this.] I want to know. There's a point in my memory where I lose you... and you never come back. And I know I wasn't in my right mind at one point, but you were gone even before then. It's never felt right.
Dimitri shakes his head. No, no. He can't turn back from this.] I want to know. There's a point in my memory where I lose you... and you never come back. And I know I wasn't in my right mind at one point, but you were gone even before then. It's never felt right.
[ Felix has never been one for tact - but he hears the worry in Dimitri's voice and he wishes he was.
He doesn't even know where to begin, so he just. Starts. ] I wasn't there because I left you. [ He reaches over to take Dimitri's hand. (it's as much for dimitri as it is for himself.) ] Do you remember that mercenary that taught the Golden Deer house? I wanted to learn their techniques, so I transferred to their class after the Battle of the Eagle and Lion.
Everything went south after that. Remire Village, the incident at the abandoned chapel... and then, Edelgard declared war. [ Each word, he says slowly, watching Dimitri's expression. ] After Garreg Mach fell, Cornelia declared you dead. So I tried to go on with my life. [ Like what he did with Glenn. ] But you weren't dead. I saw you one last time, at Gronder Field.
[ He presses his other hand to his forehead. ] I still can't forget the look in your eye. You didn't even look at me - you only saw an obstacle in your path to Edelgard.
And then you died. [ A lump forms in his throat. ] I wasn't so foolish as to think I could have saved you from your fate. [ a lie. ] ... But I still wondered if I could've done something.
That's why I owe you.
He doesn't even know where to begin, so he just. Starts. ] I wasn't there because I left you. [ He reaches over to take Dimitri's hand. (it's as much for dimitri as it is for himself.) ] Do you remember that mercenary that taught the Golden Deer house? I wanted to learn their techniques, so I transferred to their class after the Battle of the Eagle and Lion.
Everything went south after that. Remire Village, the incident at the abandoned chapel... and then, Edelgard declared war. [ Each word, he says slowly, watching Dimitri's expression. ] After Garreg Mach fell, Cornelia declared you dead. So I tried to go on with my life. [ Like what he did with Glenn. ] But you weren't dead. I saw you one last time, at Gronder Field.
[ He presses his other hand to his forehead. ] I still can't forget the look in your eye. You didn't even look at me - you only saw an obstacle in your path to Edelgard.
And then you died. [ A lump forms in his throat. ] I wasn't so foolish as to think I could have saved you from your fate. [ a lie. ] ... But I still wondered if I could've done something.
That's why I owe you.
[ Ashe is about to apologize a second time - "no, it's okay, I understand, all of that was out of the blue, huh?" - but then Felix hits him with a character comparison of his own and he can't help but giggle. ] I suppose it does! Not that I mind - she's a cheerful and compassionate woman, who's eager to befriend others. Honestly, it's an honor to be compared to her.
[ As he leans forward, that something - his soulmate mark - is further revealed. Decorative sword hilts stick out from what appears to be a shield, similar to what Felix has seen on Dimitri. The big difference (besides the lion, still hiding beneath the sleeve of his shirt) is the lack of violets. ]
[ As he leans forward, that something - his soulmate mark - is further revealed. Decorative sword hilts stick out from what appears to be a shield, similar to what Felix has seen on Dimitri. The big difference (besides the lion, still hiding beneath the sleeve of his shirt) is the lack of violets. ]
[Felix can't ignore it this time. He has, indeed, seen that shield and swords before. It's almost exact to Dimitri's soulmate mark over his heart. The swords are the same as the ones that spread the wide expanse of Dedue's back.
What.. the fuck.
Felix tries to sound disinterested. Casual.] What, is that?
What.. the fuck.
Felix tries to sound disinterested. Casual.] What, is that?
Huh? [ Ashe follows Felix's gaze down to his arm, where his mark lies. His cheeks turn pink, not from physical exertion, and he looks... sheepish? ] Promise me you won't laugh?
[ He rolls up his sleeve all the way, revealing the beautiful (and tough-looking) sword and lion-emblazoned shield design over his bicep. ] It- it's my soulmate mark. It's quite a cool design, isn't it? [ His voice pitches into a nervous giggle as his thumb brushes over one of the blades. ] Though I'm not sure if it really suits me... but I'm sure it'll all make sense, once I meet my soulmate!
[ He rolls up his sleeve all the way, revealing the beautiful (and tough-looking) sword and lion-emblazoned shield design over his bicep. ] It- it's my soulmate mark. It's quite a cool design, isn't it? [ His voice pitches into a nervous giggle as his thumb brushes over one of the blades. ] Though I'm not sure if it really suits me... but I'm sure it'll all make sense, once I meet my soulmate!
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