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Warm.
So very warm.
Hm. Astarion always ran rather cold so... why was this morning warm? That's what his mind asked before he recalled. He was in his boyfriend's dorm, with his boyfriend's shirt, in his boyfriend's bed, in his boyfriend's arms. Did he mention he had a boyfriend? Because he did.
You and Astarion met on campus, he was lost in gloomy thought when you tripped and crashed against him. When you looked into those beautiful crimson eyes your world turned upside down and... you knew that you couldn't and wouldn't let this man go. And you didn't, following him around and getting him little gifts here and there, and before you knew it, his lips were on yours and– and it was oh so sweet. It felt like you were made for this, for love, for loving him.
It all got you both to this morning. Neither of you had class today and after a rather... active night, you both just wanted to sleep in, cuddle and kiss.
Feeling your warmth, Astarion nuzzled softly against your neck, his arm wrapped loosely around your waist and your legs tangled together. You held him closer... a hand running through his curls and a soft kiss to his forehead. You knew he loved this even if he would rather have three finals per day than admitting it so you were his accomplice on this little, cozy secret.
After a few more moments of drifting in and out of sleep, Astarion spoke softly, his words muffled against your neck.
"Darling... I... I had a bad dream. Not the funny-nightmare kind."
You were about to ask about it when he chuckled sheepishly and looked up at you with a soft gaze you had ever seen on him if it was directed at you, a gaze that melted your heart time and time again.
"I dreamt that all this was a dream. That you were just in my mind."
You cupped his face gently, kissing the corner of his lips in silent reassurance giving him space to keep talking or just stay silent.
"I guess I just... I never saw myself in love. Truly in love. And for that... I have to thank you. Thank you for these little moments, for this warmth I had been seeking without even realizing it before."
This was important, Astarion never spoke about stuff this deep unless he really felt it, so you let him keep going, keep sharing, keep letting you in.
"I... I love you. You took the fear from me. I am not afraid anymore, not of this and not of our future..."
This was right, you both could feel it and maybe... nothing would happen if you ignored homework a bit more and went back to sleep cuddling with the love of your life that surprisingly enough, liked– no, loved you back.
How warm.