[ He can't help smiling at the sight. Dimitri's adorable when he's flustered. ]
I'm almost envious — you really could charm someone without so much as trying.
[ Yuri can no more resist teasing than he could smiling, though "charm" is decidedly one of the softest words he could use. Dimitri's already red as it is. ]
[ Yuri knows he's beautiful, of course he does. He'd been made aware of it so many times... But typically not by people with no ulterior motives.
So he discovers, in this moment, that it's entirely different to hear from someone so earnest. Different to hear it from Dimitri himself. ]
Ah.
[ His lips twitch, finding himself conflicted as to how he wants to react to the realization he'd walked himself into this. Here, he'd thought he'd laid it on thick enough that Dimitri could call him out on it, rather than give him such a very sincere reply. ]
You're loyal. You're hard-working. You're kind to others. You're intelligent. There's much about you that I don't know, but... I truly think you're worthy of affection.
[ Yuri weathers the reply well enough until that last sentence.
For so long, a part of him has dearly wished that to be true, but the rest of him can't forgive himself enough to believe it. Hearing it from Dimitri, someone he holds in such high regard, is...
His face feels too warm. He's not sure what sort of expresion he's wearing. So he covers his face with his hands. ]
Despite his embarrassed reluctance, he pries a hand from his red face to wave the concern away. ]
No, I don't think you've got an insincere bone in your body.
[ And somehow, he wasn't braced for that. Dimitri doesn't know his history or the things he wishes and yearns for despite himself. How would he feel if he did? ]
You just caught me off guard, is all. Hearing such a thing from someone like you...
[ He's trying so hard to say enough, but not too much. ]
Someone like me? What do you mean? Certainly not in terms of royalty...
[ He trails off, feeling slightly awkward now. He's put Yuri on the spot and isn't sure how he feels about that. ]
...I would like to hear you elaborate.
[ He feels flushed, but also... anticipatory. He's know this Yuri for months now - and they've become one of his closer companions here in Kenos. There's much about him that he doesn't entirely understand or know yet and for all that, Dimitri... well. What can he say? He's fond of him, after all.]
[ Yuri supposes that Dimitri is entitled to some sort of explanation. In his effort not to burden the man with too much, it's possible he has said too little.
Puffing out a tense breath, he drags his other hand down, despite his face feeling too warm still yet. His line of sight drifts to his tea and settles there. ]
Someone whose opinion I value. [ For want of something to do with his hands, he links his fingers, denying himself any pensive fidgeting. ] Someone I know to be honest and sincere.
[ More words crowd his mind, but those come easiest. And Dimitri is royalty, but Yuri can safely say he wouldn't give a fig about what Emperor Edelgard thought of him as a person... ]
I've spent much of my life surrounded by people who'd tell me all manner of pretty things because they wanted something from me. Hell, often enough they wanted me — or rather, whatever I represented or replaced in their eyes.
[ But he thinks... Dimitri actually looks at him. Dimitri looks at him and thinks he deserves something genuine from someone? ]
[ Perhaps, Yuri thinks fleetingly, some of the things he says around Dimitri make better sense now.
He doesn't quite know what he could have done to earn Dimitri's esteem in turn, but the thought does bring a small smile to his lips. ]
I'm glad you think so.
[ It's a pleasant thought, though he can't quite find himself agreeing that he deserves all of that. Still, he's grateful that Dimitri believes it, and that faint smile is still there when he manages to look him in the eye again.
It's a small thing, so oddly frail compared to his usual confidence, but it's there. ]
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[ It takes a moment and then Yuri gets a chance to see his cheeks and ears start to turn red. ]
Oh.
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I'm almost envious — you really could charm someone without so much as trying.
[ Yuri can no more resist teasing than he could smiling, though "charm" is decidedly one of the softest words he could use. Dimitri's already red as it is. ]
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[ He clears his throat. ]
That - wasn't my intent.
[ He stumbles over his words. ]
Not that I think you're not handsome or unattractive or anything like that-!
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...Soon. ]
Oh, so you'd say I'm attractive?
[ He'll bat his long, dark lashes just for the bit. ]
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[ Oh no. He stammers for a moment. ]
...I - yes. Yes, I would. To say otherwise would be doing you a grave disservice.
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So he discovers, in this moment, that it's entirely different to hear from someone so earnest. Different to hear it from Dimitri himself. ]
Ah.
[ His lips twitch, finding himself conflicted as to how he wants to react to the realization he'd walked himself into this. Here, he'd thought he'd laid it on thick enough that Dimitri could call him out on it, rather than give him such a very sincere reply. ]
...You're sweet, Dimitri.
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[ He's still red-faced, trying to think after everything started happening so quickly. ]
...I'm just being honest. That's all. You - anyone would be quite fortunate to count you as their partner. Whether romantic or otherwise.
[ Although in this context it's pretty clearly romantic. ]
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He settles for pressing his hand over his mouth in a way he hopes looks thoughtful. ]
What makes you say that?
[ His curiosity beats his better sense for speed in the moment, oops. ]
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...Actually, no need to answer that. It wasn't my intention to put you on the spot.
[ He just meant to tease the man, and now here he is, caught in an awkward momentum of his own making. ]
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[ He doesn't need to answer that. But he does. ]
You're loyal. You're hard-working. You're kind to others. You're intelligent. There's much about you that I don't know, but... I truly think you're worthy of affection.
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For so long, a part of him has dearly wished that to be true, but the rest of him can't forgive himself enough to believe it. Hearing it from Dimitri, someone he holds in such high regard, is...
His face feels too warm. He's not sure what sort of expresion he's wearing. So he covers his face with his hands. ]
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[ Dimitri leans forward and reaches out a hand, pausing partway. ]
...I didn't mean to embarrass you. I apologize.
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[ I'm fine, he had intended to say.
It's not quite what he manages, muffled behind his hands. ]
Just...you mean all that.
[ Somehow. ]
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[ He's a little confused. ]
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Despite his embarrassed reluctance, he pries a hand from his red face to wave the concern away. ]
No, I don't think you've got an insincere bone in your body.
[ And somehow, he wasn't braced for that. Dimitri doesn't know his history or the things he wishes and yearns for despite himself. How would he feel if he did? ]
You just caught me off guard, is all. Hearing such a thing from someone like you...
[ He's trying so hard to say enough, but not too much. ]
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[ He trails off, feeling slightly awkward now. He's put Yuri on the spot and isn't sure how he feels about that. ]
...I would like to hear you elaborate.
[ He feels flushed, but also... anticipatory. He's know this Yuri for months now - and they've become one of his closer companions here in Kenos. There's much about him that he doesn't entirely understand or know yet and for all that, Dimitri... well. What can he say? He's fond of him, after all.]
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Puffing out a tense breath, he drags his other hand down, despite his face feeling too warm still yet. His line of sight drifts to his tea and settles there. ]
Someone whose opinion I value. [ For want of something to do with his hands, he links his fingers, denying himself any pensive fidgeting. ] Someone I know to be honest and sincere.
[ More words crowd his mind, but those come easiest. And Dimitri is royalty, but Yuri can safely say he wouldn't give a fig about what Emperor Edelgard thought of him as a person... ]
I've spent much of my life surrounded by people who'd tell me all manner of pretty things because they wanted something from me. Hell, often enough they wanted me — or rather, whatever I represented or replaced in their eyes.
[ But he thinks... Dimitri actually looks at him. Dimitri looks at him and thinks he deserves something genuine from someone? ]
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Well - I'm honored that you think so highly of me. Your opinion has... come to matter a great deal in my estimation.
[ He leans forward a little, hands on his knees as he listens and watches intently, trying to feel his way through this. ]
I can safely say that I am being honest - and that you deserve that honestly and regard from everyone.
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He doesn't quite know what he could have done to earn Dimitri's esteem in turn, but the thought does bring a small smile to his lips. ]
I'm glad you think so.
[ It's a pleasant thought, though he can't quite find himself agreeing that he deserves all of that. Still, he's grateful that Dimitri believes it, and that faint smile is still there when he manages to look him in the eye again.
It's a small thing, so oddly frail compared to his usual confidence, but it's there. ]
Everyone's a bit of a tall order though.
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[ Dimitri jokes a little, glad that the awkwardness is starting to drain out of the room a little. ]
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Might be a little more within the realm of possibility. Slightly.
[ Just slightly. ]
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[ The awkwardness has passed, but a part of Dimitri wonders if he should bring it back up. If he should try to clarify what he meant.
Or maybe he needs to think about it because maybe he's not so sure himself, in the end. ]
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Even as he finds himself unsure why a few choice words from Dimitri had gotten to him so. ]
A goal, huh?
[ He considers that for a beat with a soft hum trapped behind closed lips. ]
It's difficult to picture what that'd be like.
[ But then, he's simply grateful to have such things from Dimitri. ]
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[ OK, now he gets to tease a little. ]
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You wouldn't...
[ His expression eases soon after, because— ]
I think all that'd do is give people funny ideas.
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