It's the same sort of message Dimitri's sent Claude every Thursday this past semester. Hanging out quickly became a regular habit right from the very beginning of their student careers at Garreg Mach University, especially given how many 100-level classes they shared. While their class picks for the next semester didn't quite match each other so perfectly, that wasn't a reason to stop popping by each others' dorm rooms or a long movie or game day on the weekends. It just meant that while Dimitri finished class a good few hours later compared to Claude on Thursdays, he would send Claude a text asking if he wanted to hang out once he finished. Sometimes that meant grabbing a quick bite for dinner somewhere, and other times it meant a study session to trade notes on their shared history class with Professor Seteth. When Claude cajoled him into being particularly irresponsible, it meant staying up too late in one of their dorms, regardless of the fact that Claude had a morning Friday class while Dimitri had the day off.
He can't even count the times he's messaged Claude like this now. If he so much as scrolled up, he knows he'd find this exact text from him dozens of times, albeit buried between the rest of their long and varied conversations.
Yet somehow, he can't quite bring himself to press send. He stares down at the words he's written a dozen times, wondering if this is how he should be asking his boyfriend to spend time together.
Objectively, he knows this shouldn't really change how he talks to Claude. The whole reason they're dating now is because neither of them could keep their feelings bottled up any longer, that no matter how much time they spent together as friends, they both still wanted more every time they were together. In that sense, maybe Dimitri shouldn't even have to ask if Claude wants to spend time together... But it's not as if he wants to assume or impose either. Just because they're dating now doesn't mean he can selfishly take all of Claude's time.
... No matter that he genuinely wishes he could. Sometimes, he thinks he could never have enough of Claude's time to himself, but he knows that would be ridiculous. Both because it would be impossible and because he's clearly jumping the gun about his feelings. El's always said he gets carried away by his emotions too easily, and she's usually right. Dimitri's perfectly happy with his relationship with Claude right now, so no need to risk messing things up so soon by scaring Claude away with the strength of his feelings.
Although in that regard, "Hanging out today?" simply doesn't seem strong enough. Maybe not much has changed about their relationship in an objective sense, but surely this isn't the same as a casual hangout like it was before. He hits backspace on the second sentence, hardly looking up as he makes his way back to the dorms.
Just finished class. Can I come see you?
No, absolutely not, even Dimtiri knows it comes across way too strongly and needy. Sure, it's the real matter he's trying to get to, but no one likes it when someone's that desperate, right? Claude is always so laidback and easygoing, he'd probably think Dimitri pathetic, or even worse, weird for asking so directly.
He tries again.
Just finished class. Do you want to grab dinner?
It's not bad, probably. Casual enough to not come on too strong, he thinks, but also something that could easily be turned into a proper date if he took Claude somewhere in Garreg Mach proper rather than just somewhere on campus. The only problem is that his stomach feels so twisted in knots and butterflies, he doesn't actually have any appetite, and he already knows Claude would immediately pick that up and worry over him. While they haven't actually known each other all that long, Claude somehow seems to have a sixth sense for whenever something is troubling him.
One more try then. He types it out, feet stopping on the pathway into the dorm as he reviews the message. It feels casual enough to not be frightening, but also just different enough where there's clearly some different intent aside from their usual hangouts. Or so he thinks at least, and he presses send before he has time to second guess himself.]
Just finished class. I can head over to your dorm, if you'd like.
those early relationship butterflies
It's the same sort of message Dimitri's sent Claude every Thursday this past semester. Hanging out quickly became a regular habit right from the very beginning of their student careers at Garreg Mach University, especially given how many 100-level classes they shared. While their class picks for the next semester didn't quite match each other so perfectly, that wasn't a reason to stop popping by each others' dorm rooms or a long movie or game day on the weekends. It just meant that while Dimitri finished class a good few hours later compared to Claude on Thursdays, he would send Claude a text asking if he wanted to hang out once he finished. Sometimes that meant grabbing a quick bite for dinner somewhere, and other times it meant a study session to trade notes on their shared history class with Professor Seteth. When Claude cajoled him into being particularly irresponsible, it meant staying up too late in one of their dorms, regardless of the fact that Claude had a morning Friday class while Dimitri had the day off.
He can't even count the times he's messaged Claude like this now. If he so much as scrolled up, he knows he'd find this exact text from him dozens of times, albeit buried between the rest of their long and varied conversations.
Yet somehow, he can't quite bring himself to press send. He stares down at the words he's written a dozen times, wondering if this is how he should be asking his boyfriend to spend time together.
Objectively, he knows this shouldn't really change how he talks to Claude. The whole reason they're dating now is because neither of them could keep their feelings bottled up any longer, that no matter how much time they spent together as friends, they both still wanted more every time they were together. In that sense, maybe Dimitri shouldn't even have to ask if Claude wants to spend time together... But it's not as if he wants to assume or impose either. Just because they're dating now doesn't mean he can selfishly take all of Claude's time.
... No matter that he genuinely wishes he could. Sometimes, he thinks he could never have enough of Claude's time to himself, but he knows that would be ridiculous. Both because it would be impossible and because he's clearly jumping the gun about his feelings. El's always said he gets carried away by his emotions too easily, and she's usually right. Dimitri's perfectly happy with his relationship with Claude right now, so no need to risk messing things up so soon by scaring Claude away with the strength of his feelings.
Although in that regard, "Hanging out today?" simply doesn't seem strong enough. Maybe not much has changed about their relationship in an objective sense, but surely this isn't the same as a casual hangout like it was before. He hits backspace on the second sentence, hardly looking up as he makes his way back to the dorms.
Just finished class. Can I come see you?
No, absolutely not, even Dimtiri knows it comes across way too strongly and needy. Sure, it's the real matter he's trying to get to, but no one likes it when someone's that desperate, right? Claude is always so laidback and easygoing, he'd probably think Dimitri pathetic, or even worse, weird for asking so directly.
He tries again.
Just finished class. Do you want to grab dinner?
It's not bad, probably. Casual enough to not come on too strong, he thinks, but also something that could easily be turned into a proper date if he took Claude somewhere in Garreg Mach proper rather than just somewhere on campus. The only problem is that his stomach feels so twisted in knots and butterflies, he doesn't actually have any appetite, and he already knows Claude would immediately pick that up and worry over him. While they haven't actually known each other all that long, Claude somehow seems to have a sixth sense for whenever something is troubling him.
One more try then. He types it out, feet stopping on the pathway into the dorm as he reviews the message. It feels casual enough to not be frightening, but also just different enough where there's clearly some different intent aside from their usual hangouts. Or so he thinks at least, and he presses send before he has time to second guess himself.]