[Fortunately for them both, Claude's insecurities aren't so all-encompassing that it'll become much of a focus for anything. A talk here and t here as needed, maybe—but Claude will see in time just how much Dimitri cares for him in those ways. He isn't the sort to live in denial, so it won't take very much at all for him to accept Dimitri's feelings as anything but sincere (and eventually, unshakable). His passing feelings, after all, come from a place of wanting to be with Dimitri in the long term... and naturally wanting Dimitri to feel the same. Ultimately, it's not something either of them has to worry about. And for right now, that means it's easy to play down any implications and just focus on what's directly ahead of them.]
Call it a little less "worry" and a little more "speaking from experience." [His words come with a grin and a wink. It isn't really that he's particularly worried; Dimitri can take care of himself and if he couldn't handle a bit of a standing around after practice, he probably would have just invited Claude to his room to save even that little bit of effort. At least, that's what he thinks. But Claude's no stranger to just wanting to sit and relax after that kind of exertion; archery practice usually has Claude wanting to just lay out on the floor for a good, long while. After all that hard work, surely Dimitri would like to just get comfortable and relax!
Though explaining that train of thought gets completely derailed when Dimitri kisses his forehead—if only because he can feel his cheeks heating up. It's something Dimitri can do. And something he should do! Claude clearly enjoys the attention and affection, and seeing Dimitri's cheeks flushed, accompanied by that shy smile only makes him want even more of it.] Mm.
[With just enough distance between them, Claude reaches for Dimitri's hand (because he's sure he can do that now!), leading him deeper into the room. It's nothing Dimitri hasn't already seen, but the atmosphere Claude's got in his room is undeniably unique to him. The bed has pillows lining the wall to be used as a sofa, with the TV set up on the opposite wall. There are fairy lights around the window and the perimeter of the room—something Hilda had done months ago that Claude simply left because she put a surprising amount of effort into making it look "warm and welcoming." The nightstand next to the bed has pictures of him with his siblings, parents, and friends. His desk is stacked high with books about the unification war, alongside his laptop and other work for class. Every spare space is filled with something—an unused Almyran incense pot, little gifts and doo-dads given to him by friends, pictures and mementos of the time he's spent at Garreg Mach. It's chaotic and a bit messy, yet somehow warm and homey all the same—as much as can be possible in a dorm room, at least.]
Make yourself right at home. You know, as much as you can in a cramped dorm that will only be my humble abode until the year ends. [Time to get cozy and comfortable, but Claude will let Dimitri settle in first.]
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Call it a little less "worry" and a little more "speaking from experience." [His words come with a grin and a wink. It isn't really that he's particularly worried; Dimitri can take care of himself and if he couldn't handle a bit of a standing around after practice, he probably would have just invited Claude to his room to save even that little bit of effort. At least, that's what he thinks. But Claude's no stranger to just wanting to sit and relax after that kind of exertion; archery practice usually has Claude wanting to just lay out on the floor for a good, long while. After all that hard work, surely Dimitri would like to just get comfortable and relax!
Though explaining that train of thought gets completely derailed when Dimitri kisses his forehead—if only because he can feel his cheeks heating up. It's something Dimitri can do. And something he should do! Claude clearly enjoys the attention and affection, and seeing Dimitri's cheeks flushed, accompanied by that shy smile only makes him want even more of it.] Mm.
[With just enough distance between them, Claude reaches for Dimitri's hand (because he's sure he can do that now!), leading him deeper into the room. It's nothing Dimitri hasn't already seen, but the atmosphere Claude's got in his room is undeniably unique to him. The bed has pillows lining the wall to be used as a sofa, with the TV set up on the opposite wall. There are fairy lights around the window and the perimeter of the room—something Hilda had done months ago that Claude simply left because she put a surprising amount of effort into making it look "warm and welcoming." The nightstand next to the bed has pictures of him with his siblings, parents, and friends. His desk is stacked high with books about the unification war, alongside his laptop and other work for class. Every spare space is filled with something—an unused Almyran incense pot, little gifts and doo-dads given to him by friends, pictures and mementos of the time he's spent at Garreg Mach. It's chaotic and a bit messy, yet somehow warm and homey all the same—as much as can be possible in a dorm room, at least.]
Make yourself right at home. You know, as much as you can in a cramped dorm that will only be my humble abode until the year ends. [Time to get cozy and comfortable, but Claude will let Dimitri settle in first.]