Dimitri has it hard when he watch your lovely sleeping form. Not even the King himself can resist to bask inside your warmth. Goddess, what he would does to sink his cock inside your tight, inviting heat and drown it with his cum.
Warnings: Sex, virginity loss, somnophilia
āBeloved?ā Dimitri calls, jolting you awake. His thumbs are drawing a soothing circle on your back. Get up. Wake up. Open your eyes. You know you had to but it is almost impossible with how superb his feathery touches.
Will the Blue Lions be looking for both of you because you had missed the morning gathering?
You have no idea how long heās been doing this but it feels nice. You roll off the bed and stumble sideways. Your balance is totally off, and your legs feel heavier than normal. You trip your way into Dimitriās arms, and he keeps you upright.
You are falling asleep standing up, leaning heavily against Dimitriās shoulder. He can feel you shiver a bit from the chilly temperature. Small chuckles escape from his lips as Dimitri carries you back to his bed and pulls the blanket all the way up to your chest.
āThis is my fault. I shouldnāt wake you up,ā Dimitri sits beside you and tucks you in comfortably. He leans his forehead on yours, closing his eye to take in what has happened. āN-not after our last night and this morning....ā
āMm.... Activities,ā you reply weakly and pause to give him a chaste kiss on his cheek. āI hardly get any time to close my eyes, Mitri. But I wouldnāt have it the other way.ā
A prominent blush creeps on Dimitriās cheeks at your words. His mind wanders various places as his eye darts over the bruises and bite marks that adorn your bodyāit stirs something in his heart and groin. Million years will never suffice to erase his memories of your majestic curves, beautiful tits, and tight pussy. Wave of heat rushes to Dimitri's cheeks when he watches his cum spilling in a slow stream from your cunt.
No! He must not let his thoughts wander again!
Dimitri only sighs and runs his hand over your hair affectionately. āBut you were talking in your sleep. So I want to make sure you are doing fine and....ā Dimitri trails as he watches you slumbering back into the dream land.
The war is over and he has to go back to Faerghus as soon as possible to rebuild the kingdom. Rebuilding the United Fódlan would be a daunting task, but it is way much more doable now with you by his side.Ā
Dimitri almost died from joy when you accepted his proposal and went back with him. Things escalated quickly after you shared a passionate kiss on the Goddess Tower and the next thing he knew he brought you to his quarters and spent the whole evening, night, and morning with you.
He is about to go out to your quarters to fetch your clothes (he tore yours last night in the heat of the moment) and get something for you to eat when you stir next to him. You talk in your sleep. Again. Repeatedly. Whimpering and moaning.
āMy belovedā¦ā he lays beside your sleeping form and whispers, not wanting to disturb your sleep, if you are asleep.Ā
Your hand tugs his arm in your rest and you breathe āDimitriā¦ā. His brows raise, he recognizes that tone. No. It is carved beautifully in his mind. You used that tone when he was buried deep inside of you this morning. Heavenly melodic sounds that caress his ears as he spilled his seed inside you and whispering his deepest desires.
A prominent blush creeps on Dimitriās cheeks as he lays back on the mattress and grabs you by the waist. You are still shivering. He decides to pull you tight against his embrace and share his warmth, relishing this moment. You arch your back, rubbing your ass along his cock. He could tell you had already soaked his blanket. Again.
This feels unreal, hazy like a dream, to be here in his quarters with you, the love of his life. Dimitri has lost count on how many nights he had been dreaming this moment. The usual frigid and lonely place turns into a warm safe haven when he has you in his arms.Ā
Dimitri presses his lips against your ear. Grazing my lips against the shell of your ear and quietly teasing, for only you to hear, āAre you dreaming of me, love?ā His hands tease your nipples, working them into hard pebbles. You moan again and twist in his tight gripāeyes still shut tightly.
A spark. A fire. An explosion bursts in Dimitriās mind when you turn to face him. He thinks you are wide awake but you are not. Your breath warm against his lips making him shiver in delight. Dimitri is flushed head to toe, his breath coming in ragged stutters when he watches your peaceful sleeping expression. He couldnāt take his eye off of your lovely form, nor could ignore his hunger for you.
Your eyes feel heavy, every so often they will slip shut only to be jolted awake. That familiar tug in your chest soothing you back to sleep. His hands dropping back to your breasts, cupping them, feeling the weight in his palms. Dimitri closes his eyes and leans in, pulling a nipple between his lips, and begins suckingāgentlyāas his fingers knead your breast. As Dimitri licks and sucks from your left breast, his other hand massages your right breast. The moans that escape your throat is one of contentment and desire, a purr practically rumbling beneath the surface.Ā
Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Dimitri couldn't look away from youānot when he could hear your breathing get heavier from his ministrations. His gaze softens when he sees you stir awake and stare at him with half lidded eyes.
āMmmh... Mitri...? Again?ā
āPlease forgive me, Beloved. I am a prisoner of your ravishing beautyāunable to resist your warmth,ā he apologizes. His voice is laced with guilt and shame, but Dimitri is being honest.
Hard as you try, you canāt even lift your eyelids. Weakly curling your hand against Dimitriās arm, you beckon him to get closer. āI donāt mind. You can do anything you want Mitri. Iām....ā
āThank you for indulging me and my selfishness, love.ā
āIf itās you...ā You are barely able to finish your words and choose to give Dimitri a nod before going back to sleep again. Everything feels fuzzy and warm. With everything that happened and done in the past night and this morning you are beyond exhausted and in dire need of sleep.
Thereās a gust of cold air as Dimitri lifts the blanket delicately and slides in next to you again. He wraps his arms around you and itās skin against skin, so warm and familiar. Affection fills his heart as he caresses your cheek and gives you a chaste kiss. His lips are gentle and warm, so are his kisses. It tickles, almost, but you donāt have the energy to laugh or even flinch.
Dimitriās kisses grow firmer, more insistent. It only takes a few seconds of chaste, soft kisses before Dimitri is pushing forward, dipping his tongue between your lips, exploring your lax mouth with an urgency.
His hand snakes around to find your clit and traces his thumb against your pearl. The way his milky white cum is leaking from your pretty pussy had him lightly skimming his fingers over it and stuffing it back into your tight hole before thumbing your clit and watching you whimper in your sleep. It reminds him of your previous passionate night and morning togetherāsomething he will never get enough.
āI am sorry I canāt hold it much longer, Beloved,ā he growls before positioning himself against your heat. Eagerness starts to flood Dimitri as he begins to slide his cock up and down your wet slit, then slips his length between your folds. He bites his bottom lip, being precarious as he is able to slowly slide in and out relishing your tight velvety walls.
His cock is burning hot inside you, spreading warmth throughout your whole body. The stretch is easy, and you are soaked that you canāt feel anything but the pleasant ache of it. You feel sedated, almost, drugged into happy compliance.
A soft groan rumbles from Dimitriās chest as he slowly pummels his cock inside of your limp body, but quickly decides to pick up the pace. Dimitri is pounding so deep that your entire body is rocking with the motion, and heās helpless to resist it. Itās like riding a wave, tossed rhythmically by the sea, by Dimitri.
Tracing his fingers along your legs and inner thighs Dimitri grabs your hips and pulls you closer. He began to spear into you even harder. Astonishment, lust, and adoration fill Dimitriās eye as he watches your mesmerizing breasts bounce with every thrust. Loud creaks, lewd smacks, and heavy grunts echo through Dimitriās quarters as he is hammering into you, his mouth claiming your body impatiently.
āSo good. Goddess, my Beloved you feel so good. Always so good for me.ā Dimitri sings between his breaths as he kisses your forehead, nose, and lips.
āMmmh... Mi.. tri....ā you squeak between your sleep-slurry voice. You slowly wake up as Dimitriās thrusts speed up. Your eyes open as you rock back and forth. āDimitri?ā Your tone changed.
āI love being inside of you, Beloved,ā he growls into your ear. His fingers dig into your hips. āIām close!ā
You realize what is going on. āDimitri!ā you exclaim, but then his cock hits that spot and you moan. The force of your walls milking his cock, as your orgasm claims your body sends Dimitri spiraling over the edge. He thrusts twice more before coming inside you with a grunt and a harsh bite to your neckāstrong enough to bruise it. His cum spilled inside your walls, painting it in beautiful cream as rope after rope of heat shoots from his body deep in your womb.
Your body quakes as a shiver courses through you, jerking Dimitri as you remain joined through heavy pants and slick, cooling skin. You match Dimitriās labored breaths, feeling the warmth of his release spreading inside you, sending little tendrils of tingling satisfaction down to the very tips of your fingers.
You sigh, breathless and exhausted, and you whine when Dimitri slips out, leaving an aching emptiness in his wake. Your cunt is wet with a mixture of your juice and his cum, slippery when you move your legs. Dimitri kisses you again and you canāt even respond. Moans and sighs fail to escape from your lips because Dimitri occupies your mouthādrinking them in greedy, passionate kisses as you try to reel in your mind.
āWhat was that....? Dimitri....ā
A huge yawn stifles your words and poof. And you are out like a light. Sleep talk. Another sleep talk. Dimitri understands your meaning, though, because he smiles and says, āAh, did I wake you up?ā
You think Dimitriās speaks something; you can hear the low rumble of his voice. You can feel it. You canāt make out the words but you hope heās smilingāwhich he is.
Dimitri is leaning over you and you can feel the vibrations of his voice in the heavy weight of his arm against your chest. His large arm is anchoring you to the bed. Comforting, lovely pressure that melts you further into the mattress.
Your body is too weak to move, too exhausted to obey your brain, and you canāt snuggle into his arms. You feel sluggish like a ragdoll as you reach and manage to pinch his cheeksāhard. Dimitriās eye widens in surprise when you pout and flick his forehead out of nowhere.
ā(Y/N)?!ā
āY-you really... went all out on me.ā
āI apologize for my impertinence, love.ā
Dimitri kisses and licks the spot where he bit down earlierāadding more love marks. You can feel his lips twitch upwards when he hears your mewls of his name and ragged breath from his lavish temptation. āDid I disturb your slumber?ā
You hummed in satisfaction. āEven better. Feel free to wake me up like that any time, Mitri.ā
āB-Beloved!!ā
Itās amusing to watch Dimitri explode with embarrassment and cradle his face. Goddess. He is so adorable.
His lips touch your face again, pressing gently to your cheek, the side of your nose, eyelids, forehead. His breath is warm. You flex your fingers, wanting to stroke them through Dimitriās hair. Your hand isnāt in the right place, though. You feel Dimitri laugh. Overflowing bursts of air. He kisses your forehead again.
āItās okay. Go to sleep, love,ā he murmurs.
ā.... So you can continue your actions?ā
āN-no!!ā
āI donāt mind, Mitri.ā
ā(Y/N)? I-I will not do suā"
Sealing his words with a chaste kiss, you smile sweetly at Dimitri. He only sighs and runs his fingers through your damp hair.
āI love you dearly. You are the most beautiful thing in this world to me. And it will be my absolute pleasure to make you sure of that for the rest of my life. Thank you for letting me bask in your warmth,ā he mumbles lovingly.
And thatās how Dimitri and you missed the entire two days of meetings, lost in your trystāearning both of you earful scolds from everyone and Sylvainās devilish smirk.
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synopsis: felix canāt shake off the sour feeling he gets when he sees you dancing with dimitri at the ball. afterwards, heās met with more certainty for the future when the two of you find yourselves at the goddess tower.
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āwell would you look at that,ā sylvain crosses his arms behind his head, glancing at you and dimitri dancing in the middle of the ballroom. all eyes were naturally on the two of you, having long-awaited the crown prince of faerghus to take the floor. all except for felix, who scoffed in advance of sylvain getting his words out. āheās a lucky man for sure.ā
the blue-haired boy put his hands on his hips. āof course you would fall for the boarās act. this was one of the many reasons i didnāt want to attend this damn ball in the first place.ā
felix wasnāt lying. if it werenāt for the professorās pleas, he wouldāve spent the night training as usual, in complete solitude. especially after seeing that you surely werenāt alone, evident from how you leaned in closer to dimitri to whisper in his ear and laughed in unison with him.
āhey cāmon. you have to admit that they do look pretty good together.ā
āyouāre just projecting. iām sure youād be trying to woo the boarās partner right now if they hadnāt already gotten swept up.ā
sylvain ignores the opportunity for banter when he suddenly goes off on a tangent about how byleth āirrevocably changed [his] lifeā and how they might actually be soulmates. he then spots her from across the hall and leaves felix alone to ask for a dance. although he felt bad for their professor, heād settle for his childhood best friend bothering someone else over embarrassing him any day.
the goddess tower seemed like a much better place to be than this suffocating lovesickness. cold, empty, and away from the crowd. even if the training grounds were locked, he could still take the time to reflect on his next steps for the future. there were plenty of people he still had to surpass, and that included you. while you were busy swaying away with dimitri, heād be getting stronger, the mental preparation making him all the more agile to sweep you off your feet by surprise.
that was it. felix would begrudgingly stay for 10 more minutes in case byleth had come looking for him, and then leave. he figured he might as well grab some refreshments to give him strength too.
āhey!ā felix hides his surprise upon seeing you in line for drinks at the same time as him with a blank stare. āwhere have you been all night? dimitri and i were looking for you.ā
āreally? sure didnāt look like it earlier.ā he really didnāt want to hear dimitriās name right now. their friendship remained severed for years, but his blood had never ran colder from just hearing his name until it rolled off of your tongue so frivolously.
āoh,ā you turn away with a sheepish smile. āyeah but donāt get the wrong idea. itās just that...itās traditional for the house leaders to begin dancing promptly..ā
felix takes a sip of his newly acquired drink. āspare the details. this is enough proof that i will get stronger than you. youāre out here wasting your time with dances and romance, and i am going to continue to surpass you in the sword and in the way of the warrior.ā
to anyone else, felix would be asking for an argument. he was always picking fights with everyone who challenged him, either verbally, or physically (through sparring). since the beginning of the school year, you have watched him stick to his principles, which at first did not appear to include caring for relationships. but after witnessing how he discreetly watches over his friends, and not too long before the grand ball, asked you to join him to try a new technique during training, there was something underneath his disappointment with you.
ānonetheless, donāt stay out too late. we have a big mission coming up and iād be annoyed if you got sick. iām leaving.ā
āfelix wait!ā your voice shakes, but you remain firm.
āwhat? make it quick.ā he frowns. the last thing he needs right now is you feigning sympathy for him and begging him to stay longer. he was already mere seconds away for abandoning his feelings for you right then and there without turning back. Ā
āall this talk about getting stronger....you know you canāt do that all alone, right?ā
āthereās no one out there who could keep up with me at this point,ā felix scoffs. āwhat? are you trying to say youāre up to honing your disciplines now?ā
you roll your eyes. āi always have been. if i have to follow you to wherever could be more enticing than bonding with my classmates and friends than so be it.ā
āfine. itās not my job to hold you accountable for your word anyway.ā
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āstaring off into space and brooding isnāt really āmental trainingā, felix.ā you chide, causing him to scowl down at the brilliant view of the monastery from the goddess tower.
you were already feeling anxious about the implications of being alone with him in a secluded place like this. a secluded place with legends of promises of romance and hopes for the future for most people who found themselves in pairs of two at the heights of the monastery.
felix has no words to offer in objection to your implied definition of interpersonal reflection. alas, the lack of conversation leaves you with the sound of crickets. surprising, how the most minute of white noise could either help you relax or be even louder than your own thoughts.
āthough, i canāt really blame you for taking in the world from above,ā you join him on the balcony, arms crossed over the handrail. āthe night sky in the mountains is clearer than the eroded dark skies during the winters of faerghus.ā
āi donāt dislike the night. iāve never been afraid of the dark, any alleged demons that came out would be cut down anyway. speaking of which, we could spar here sometime. thereās a lot more privacy than the training grounds.ā
you canāt comprehend how felix could dance around, yet so explicitly express his desire to be alone with you. diving into the dangerous waters of teasing him, you grin mischievously.
āand youāre always going on and on about how dense dimitri is.ā you murmur.
āugh! if you have something to say, itās better to not mumble, you know?ā felix scoffs, a hairās away from falling for whatever scheme you had up your sleeve in bringing up the prince. āwhatever. i donāt want to waste my time prying into something so unimportant that you couldnāt even say it clearly.ā
whenever he fires off the cannon of a tongue he was born with, you always have to study his expression. you didnāt expect to end up making direct eye contact with a person who dislikes it, his orange orbs complimenting the galaxies above.
ādo you know why i train with you, felix?ā you ask.
āno, i do not know. you want to become stronger right?ā he exhales, shaking his head as he shrugs with his arms up.
āyeah, thatās a big reason. but also,ā now comes the true gamble. no one else would dare to poke a bear, or in this case, a lone wolf. you were probably the first person in years to tenderly touch his cheek the way you did, and without him flinching away.
he couldāve pushed you away. but did he really want to take that risk when you could go back to the ball and cry on dimitriās shoulder? for the first time, felix suppresses the urge to stay in the shadows, and grants you the honor of pulling him out.
āi admire the strength of your entire being. particularly in your eyes....theyāre just like stars. whenever they twinkle passionately on the battlefield or during training, i feel all of my wishes coming true. the legendary powers of this tower donāt even come close to the hope you fill me with.ā you gently caress his soft skin under your thumb.
felix is worried. heās worried that he wonāt be able to savor the feeling of your warm hand any longer, as heās about to melt from your declaration alone. itās Ā hard for him to process any form of affection, especially when itās from his beloved partner in battle.
wait, beloved?
āy-you..!ā felix grumbles, his voice cracking as he chokes out the last syllable. he reaches for your wrist, wanting to move your hand away. but he lets it linger, clinging onto you for support. you were the one who caused this mess, itās your job to fix it.
āyou okay?ā he hates how innocently you blurt out the question, looking at him through your eyelashes.
āno! i mean, you canāt just say things like that so suddenly!ā he facepalms with his other hand. ājust...but donāt go anywhere okay?ā
you snort under your breath and both of you withdraw your hands. ānoted. we might as well get in some dance practice, though. after all i only got to dance with dimitri before you-ā
āstop talking about dimitri.ā felix snaps. āyouāve mentioned the boar enough for one night, give it a rest already.ā
you laugh in disbelief, not because youāre mad at him. you just never wouldāve expected your hypothesis to be true.
āi was right. you are jealous after all.ā felix blushes. he hates having been caught so easily, but is also relieved that you understand his feelings.
āshut up. now, whatās this dance practice you were talking about?ā
you guide felixās hands and posture into the appropriate positions, based on professor bylethās brief private instruction on dance. to this day, you donāt know why you were chosen as the classā representative for the white heron cup, but your fifteen minutes of fame came in handy for wooing the swordsman in front of you.
āwell,ā you take the lead, as the two of you sway in sync and he grows less stiff as you squeeze his hand. ābalance, concentration, chemistry between allies...these are all things youāll need in battle. youād do best to focus on other things other than the training dummy that youāve beaten to the ground, literally.ā
ātch.ā felix turns away from you, albeit keeping his grip firm on you. āi donāt dislike that idea. if it makes you happy.ā his last sentence is void of his usual sarcastic and dry tone, and replaced with a gentleness that you could get used to.
you wish to capture this moment forever. however short-lived just one dance may be, you both vow to live for another one.
Can I get uhhhhā¦. M!Byleth, Edelgard, Linhardt, Bernadetta, and Hilda reuniting with their fem S/O after the timskip?
Hi nonny! Admin Hurricane here. This is very delayed and I'm so, so sorry. School has been kicking my ass, but Iāll be more than happy to do this! I hope you like it!! Spoiler alert if you havenāt gotten to the time skip portion of FE3H!
M!Byleth
We all know that Byleth is already a fairly unemotional person, but when he sees you he canāt help but freeze up
He was asleep for so long, but seeing you completely different than five years previously makes him realize how long he was actually gone for
If you had gone through something terrible during the time skip, heāll apologize for not being there for you
Spends time catching up with you, maybe even sparring a bit to see how your skills have improved in the past 5 years.
Heāll make sure you donāt stay up too late doing anything cause his teacher instincts are kicking in
Edelgard
Sheās lost so many people because of the war, but when she sees you it's almost as if time stops and the two of you are the only people in the whole world.
The first time she sees you, she freezes, drops everything she's doing regardless of the importance and races over to pull you into her embrace. In that moment youāre everything that matters to her and she doesnāt care what people may think or say.
Of course the Black Eagle Strike Force is happy to see you and Hubert is pleased to see that Edelās much happier than before even though he advised against the relationship but shush Hubie <3
On nights that the two of you spend together alone are comforting for El cause she can pretend that sheās not Emperor Hresvelg and that the entire war is riding on her and the professorās shoulders. Nope itās just you and her, a happy couple with no worries
Lindhardt
Heās not one to have his emotions on full display. Heās the type of person to pretend like your absence didnāt bother him greatly, but in reality we know heās very bothered by it.
Someone of few words, Lin prefers to show his actions rather than smother you in affection, this is oftentimes in the form of keeping you close by
Heāll never admit how much he truly missed you, if you ever question him heāll brush you off lmaoo
Bernadetta
Ah Bernie.
She panicked when she saw you again. One thing being her panicking over what she should say to you, and two being she missed you so badly that she canāt form words and then proceeds to run away and lock herself away in her room.
Sheās ashamed that she hadnāt been looking for you during the war, focused on the efforts and supporting Edelgard.
It takes a lot of coaxing and reassuring from your end and from the professor to convince her that you donāt hate her.
When she finally comes out, sheāll hide behind something because sheās scared youāre gonna be mad at her even though youāve already told her multiple times that you arenāt mad and that you just miss her :( traumaās a bitch
Try your best! Bernieās doing a lot better cause sheās more confident than before. But when it comes to you, sheās a stuttering, blushing mess
Hilda
Sheās put up this front that nothing bothered throughout the whole war. But like El as soon as she sees you, her facade crumbles a bit and she races towards you and pulls you into a bone crushing hug, lifting you off the ground we stan stronk hilda š
You kinda just awkwardly pat her cause sheās hugging you so tight youāre seeing stars.
She definitely keeps you by her side, if not then at the very least in her eyesight. Claude made fun of her to which she almost beat his ass for it.
But overall Hilda might be a bit more protective over you because sheās already lost you once and she canāt bear the idea of losing you again.
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their b-support is literally just them taking a nap and cuddling which is Perfect, so here's a silly little drawing about it :) no i don't know what's going on with the colors either, i did it in greyscale and then was like "there's a lot going on here" and just kept going as if that would fix it and it very much didn't so i made it pink? i don't know
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And to some of us, my dear, your smiles and laughter are things to be treasured. To me, at the very least. -F
Disagreeing with me even now, are you? Heh.
...That you value them is enough. There are several words and phrases I might use in description of you, butĀ āthe very leastā has no place among them.
Linhardt liked night time; the peaceful, undisturbed silence like the water in the fishing pond before anyone had gone down to fish for the day. He liked looking at the stars, watching as the clouds obscured the moon in viels that ranged from thin to thick. He liked reading the leather-bound tomes he borrowed from the library by candelight, oblivious to the wax slowly burning out.
He had to admit, spending the night in Caspars room to help him study for an upcoming exam was not usually on his list of things to do in the dead of night, but he didn't particularly mind it. He had realized his feelings for the blue-haired man some time ago, but he never acted on them; there was no way that Caspar would like him back. As far as he knew, the other man was completely uninterested in men, and he was completely fine with that. Relationships could be a burden in the end, after all.
At least, that's what he told himself on nights he found himself longing to hold the blue-haired boy, longing to play with his hair and ramble or listen to him ramble or really whatever Caspar wanted to do (besides maybe train).
"I still don't understand this reason theory question," Caspar complained. "I don't know how you do it, it's so hard."
"It isn't if you study prior to the night before the test," Linhardt scolded, looking over the question on the review Dorothea had made them. "And this isn't even reason theory, you just have to remember the words you have to chant for Thunder, Fire, Wind, or Blizzard."
"Isn't Wind, like, levate manoom maam en auram digitos or something?" Caspar asked, scratching his head in confusion.
"Close," Linhardt said with a small smile, surprised that his friend had remembered even that much of the first reason spell he had ever learned. "It's levate manum meam in auram digitos."
Caspar laughed a bit in response, shaking his head. "I'm surprised you still like me; I forgot the words to the first spell you mastered. Some friend I am."
"I don't like you, I love you."
"What?"
Oh, fuck.
"Uh, nothing," Linhardt said hurriedly. Why was he acting like this? He never just said "nothing", he usually had a witty quip to go along with it. Oh, he was so screwed, wasn't he.
"Did you just say you loved me?" Caspars eyes were wide, and Linhardt wasn't sure if the blue-haired male was blushing or if it was just the way his face looked in the candlelight.
"Uh, no," Linhardt said, though uncertainty was clear in his voice. Smooth, Lin. Smooth.
However, as he wallowed in self-pity and remorse, Caspar was coming back to himself after hearing the confession. A grin overtook his features, and before Linhardt could really process what was happening he was beingn grabbed by the lapels and pulled into a tender kiss.
Caspars lips were warm, if a bit chapped. They melded against Linhardts beautifully, and the green-haired healer melted into the kiss as his mind raced to try and come up with a reasonable explaination.
After a moment, Caspar pulled away. His face was definitely red now, but, to be fair, Linhardt had no doubt in his mind that his was a similar shade of crimson.
"Was that okay?" Caspar asked quietly after a beat of silence.
"Yes, definitely," Linhardt breathed, his voice somewhat shaky with elation. "This better not be a dream."
"If it is, I'm having the same one," Caspar murmured in response, a shaky, disbelieving laugh leaving his lips. "I've wanted to do that for months, if not years."
Linhardt couldn't stop the laughter that bubbled from his throat at that. It started out a light chuckle, until before long he was full-on laughing, the kind that makes your sides and stomach hurt and renders your lungs practically useless. "You mean to tell me we could have done this before we even came to the monastery?"
Caspars eyes grew wide once again as his mind raced to try and comprehend what his green-haired (boy?)friend said before he joined him in the full belly laughter, and the two of them laid on Caspars dorm room floor in the early hours of the morning laughing over their own cowardice and stupidity.
They went to sleep with their hands intwined and Caspars fingers still gently resting in Linharts green hair, the test that they had been studying for laying on the floor, forgotten.
notes: thank u to @therealkokichi for helping me with this uwu (and 90% of my fics lol) ALSO THIS IS UNEDITED AND SHORT SORRY :( im gonna edit it tomorrow i just really wanted to post it so sorry for any inevitable errors!
Ā Ā Ā Ā you usually had to fight linhardt on a fair amount of things. going to class, eating meals at normal times, and training. but you never once had to tell him to get some sleep. on the other hand, thatās the one thing he would constantly pester you about. always telling you to get more sleep, go to bed, take a nap, etc. one particular evening, you found him in the black eagleās homeroom surrounded by books and various academic papers on crests.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā āah, (y/n) youāre here! i just finished my report on my predictions of the future of crests. could you give it a read before i show it to professor byleth?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āsure lin, only if you promise to go get some dinner after. itās already 10pm.ā you scolded. he sighed in response.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āfineā¦ā you took a seat next to him and started to read his paper. you had read many of his papers in the past since you had always been close friends. most people got frustrated by his (what appeared to be) laziness but even after knowing him for about a week, you started to see him for who he really was. a peaceful intellectual who valued sleep over all else. you eyes scanned each page but all too quickly, you felt a weight on your shoulder and heard soft yet familiar snores. you rolled your eyes but could help to feel pretty affectionate for your drowsy friend. knowing how much he valued his sleep, you let him rest there, trying to shift so heād be more comfortable. as you scooted around, you recalled a memory from when you first became friends with linhardt.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āyāknow, i hear you talking about sleeping a lot but i donāt think iāve ever actually seen you asleep.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āoh⦠i feel a little weird sleeping around people i donāt know super well. i fall asleep during class pretty often but thatās because i trust the other black eagles greatly.ā you smiled softly, admiring his trust in his classmates.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āso i assume you falling asleep on my shoulder is a no go?ā he chuckled in response.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ānot yet. thatās a whole other level of trust. can you imagine? what if i started snoring, or drooling, or sleep talking? iād have to trust you with my life and more before iād do that.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā you couldnāt help but smile at the fond memory, but your stirring quickly woke up the sleepy lump on your shoulder.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āgood morning sleepyhead.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā...i wanna sleep on the ground.ā before you could question him anymore he was rolling onto the ground and pulling you with.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ālin!ā you screeched, āwhat the hell are you doing? just go to bed you weirdo!ā you tried to be angry but couldnāt suppress your giggles. despite all of your protest, you ended up leaned against the wall with linhardt curled up in your lap. his soft snores soon resumed, and you took the time to observe his face. soft features adorned his face, looking so calm that you couldnāt stop the sleepiness from weighing down your eyelids too. as you began to doze off, you rustled your fingers through his hair, combing it and smoothing it out. his presence was warm, like sunshine on a summer day, making you feel safe and sound. before you knew it, you had drifted off as well.
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Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā you woke up to voices. loud voices⦠and giggles. you pulled yourself out of your sleepy state only to see an array of students standing above you. once linhardtās eyes were open, he shot up- face ablaze with embarrassment. he turned around, half into your shoulder and half into the wall, groaning. as embarrassed as you were as well, you couldnāt help but find linhardtās sudden shyness adorable.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āgood morning students.ā you heard professor byleth announce as they walked into the classroom. āletās set up for- (y/n)? what are you doing in our classroom? with linhardtā¦?ā a chorus of āoohsā erupted from the students.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āweāre so sorry professor, it wonāt happen again- we promise!ā you stumbled over your words, pulling yourself and linhardt up. byleth sighed.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ādimitri has been looking for you (y/n), he doesnāt want you to miss this lecture. you two can continue this another time.ā you left the room with what can only be described as a walk of shame, sheepishly peering back and linhardt amongst a group of students discussing what they described as: āthe new courtyard couple.ā