[It's been the same for Dimitri this whole time. Sure, they're able to hang out during the rest of the week too, whether it's for the few shared classes they have or breaks in between classes, but Thursdays this semester have meant the start to the weekend and all the time they'd be able to spend together then. Being able to have several days in a row where they could spend as much time together as they wishes, whether that was simply hanging out in their dorms or going out for day trips elsewhere, Thursdays always herald the start of that.
Part of him knows it's a little silly to be so excited about something so mundane. Looking forward to the weekend was one thing, sure, but before Claude, he never thought he could be this excited to do the same thing he always does with the same person at the same time. Honestly, he thinks they could just be sitting next to one another at a library all day, he'd look forward to that with the same excitement. Even with all the family and friends he cherishes dearly in his life, he never thought that just seeing someone could make him so happy.
When it comes to Claude though, he simply is. It's almost strange, how jarringly new it all is; after all, after making it through high school with nothing more than fictional crushes and a few awkward dates, he honestly figured that maybe real life romance just wasn't for him. It was hard to picture himself in a romantic relationship with someone, and neither did he think he was missing much from it. Meeting Claude changed all of that, and in the months that have passed since they first met, it's only changed more and more.
Which is why Dimitri absolutely struggles to play it cool. Even after locking his phone and continuing his way into the dorms, he keeps a tight grip on it, as if trying to ensure he won't miss the vibration of a new message. He tells himself not to keep himself glued to his phone, that Claude could be away from his phone, that he could be napping as he's so wont to do. It's perfectly normal even for Claude not to respond right away, Dimitri knows this from experience. Claude may be a bit "terminally online," or so he describes himself as, but that doesn't mean he's constantly glued to his phone either.
But the moment his phone vibrates and chimes with a new notification, Dimitri slams his dorm door behind him, rushing to his bed as he unlocks his phone. Unsurprisingly, it's a new text from Claude, but it's still more than enough to have Dimitri happily kicking his feet against his bed frame, a grin splitting across his face. It's not even like he expected Claude to be disinterested, but knowing Claude wants to see him, even if it's just this little way...
It makes Dimitri happy. So, so much happier than he ever thought possible. The butterflies that were in his stomach feel like they're fluttering in his heart now instead with how light it feels. Honestly, he can't even respond just yet, even though he easily and happily could. All he can do for a moment is simply stare at his phone, his feet still kicking lightly against his bed, feeling giddier than he's ever felt in his life. There have been times where certain novels or games would make him feel something similar, but none of those could even hope to hold a candle to this.
And that's all without even seeing Claude. Honestly, he needs to try and rein this in, if only so he doesn't completely embarrass himself in front of Claude. They've only been dating for a little while now, and he'd hate to do anything to ruin that. If he did something so embarrassing or weird that Claude decided to break up with him, he'd never forgive himself.
Alright, enough getting worked up over nothing! There's still only so much of the evening left, and despite Dimitri's selfish wishes he keeps to himself, he doesn't want to make Claude stay up late when he has class tomorrow.]
I'm not that hungry yet, but we can do whatever you'd like for dinner. I'll be good either way.
[Really, he probably should be hungry, or at least start to get hungry very soon, but his eagerness to see Claude overpowers all of that. His stomach may not be twisted in knots any longer, but there's still a fluttering that hides any hunger he might be feeling.]
But I'll consider my offer taken. I just got back to my dorm, so I'll be there in a few minutes.
[Normally, he'd end it there. Claude's room is only a few down from his own, after all, so it's not like there's much waiting between Dimitri's text and him knocking on Claude's door. Even before they started dating, it's not like he wanted to see overeager for something as mundane as watching movies together.
... But again, it's about showing how things are different now, right? So after another moment, he sends one more text.]
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Part of him knows it's a little silly to be so excited about something so mundane. Looking forward to the weekend was one thing, sure, but before Claude, he never thought he could be this excited to do the same thing he always does with the same person at the same time. Honestly, he thinks they could just be sitting next to one another at a library all day, he'd look forward to that with the same excitement. Even with all the family and friends he cherishes dearly in his life, he never thought that just seeing someone could make him so happy.
When it comes to Claude though, he simply is. It's almost strange, how jarringly new it all is; after all, after making it through high school with nothing more than fictional crushes and a few awkward dates, he honestly figured that maybe real life romance just wasn't for him. It was hard to picture himself in a romantic relationship with someone, and neither did he think he was missing much from it. Meeting Claude changed all of that, and in the months that have passed since they first met, it's only changed more and more.
Which is why Dimitri absolutely struggles to play it cool. Even after locking his phone and continuing his way into the dorms, he keeps a tight grip on it, as if trying to ensure he won't miss the vibration of a new message. He tells himself not to keep himself glued to his phone, that Claude could be away from his phone, that he could be napping as he's so wont to do. It's perfectly normal even for Claude not to respond right away, Dimitri knows this from experience. Claude may be a bit "terminally online," or so he describes himself as, but that doesn't mean he's constantly glued to his phone either.
But the moment his phone vibrates and chimes with a new notification, Dimitri slams his dorm door behind him, rushing to his bed as he unlocks his phone. Unsurprisingly, it's a new text from Claude, but it's still more than enough to have Dimitri happily kicking his feet against his bed frame, a grin splitting across his face. It's not even like he expected Claude to be disinterested, but knowing Claude wants to see him, even if it's just this little way...
It makes Dimitri happy. So, so much happier than he ever thought possible. The butterflies that were in his stomach feel like they're fluttering in his heart now instead with how light it feels. Honestly, he can't even respond just yet, even though he easily and happily could. All he can do for a moment is simply stare at his phone, his feet still kicking lightly against his bed, feeling giddier than he's ever felt in his life. There have been times where certain novels or games would make him feel something similar, but none of those could even hope to hold a candle to this.
And that's all without even seeing Claude. Honestly, he needs to try and rein this in, if only so he doesn't completely embarrass himself in front of Claude. They've only been dating for a little while now, and he'd hate to do anything to ruin that. If he did something so embarrassing or weird that Claude decided to break up with him, he'd never forgive himself.
Alright, enough getting worked up over nothing! There's still only so much of the evening left, and despite Dimitri's selfish wishes he keeps to himself, he doesn't want to make Claude stay up late when he has class tomorrow.]
[Really, he probably should be hungry, or at least start to get hungry very soon, but his eagerness to see Claude overpowers all of that. His stomach may not be twisted in knots any longer, but there's still a fluttering that hides any hunger he might be feeling.]
[Normally, he'd end it there. Claude's room is only a few down from his own, after all, so it's not like there's much waiting between Dimitri's text and him knocking on Claude's door. Even before they started dating, it's not like he wanted to see overeager for something as mundane as watching movies together.
... But again, it's about showing how things are different now, right? So after another moment, he sends one more text.]