Yes! All is forgiven. [ And though he's keenly aware that he's interrupted Linhardt's reading - he sees the open book on his desk and connects two and two together - he still... wants to ask Linhardt something potentially bold. ]
But if I may - can I... hold you? Just for a moment.
[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.]
[ 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.
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.]
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But if I may - can I... hold you? Just for a moment.
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Only if I can get a better look at your wrist.
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[ But first, that hug. Ferdinand wraps his arms around Linhardt and squeezes. His embrace, like the rest of him, is warm, firm, and secure. ]
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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.]
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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.
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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.]