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( Oh.

Give him a moment to process this. Corrin is a... prince, dragon, demi-god? Now dog. Should he treat Corrin differently? Has he been insulting his godhood with his actions?? )

Those outside of Fodlan are likely to worship other gods, I think. But I have not traveled far outside of Fodlan.
Oh.
Are you
Do the people of Nohr pray to you?

( What is he supposed to do with this information, send help. )

No, no, it's nothing like that.
It was a huge secret. I didn't know until I faced my father in battle ...
I didn't know he was my father.

In my world, there were divine beings called the First Dragons.
God of the Flame, God of the Ice, God of the Wind.
The Rainbow Sage.
The Dusk Dragon, The Dawn Dragon, and The Silent Dragon.

The Silent Dragon was my father.
I don't know what he was like before he lost his mind and degenerated.
It's apparently a thing that happens to ancient dragons.
The other gods knew of this, and sealed their powers away.
My father... didn't do that.
He degenerated into a sadistic, evil dragon intent on killing every human.
My destiny as I learned was to stop him.
That was my birthright.

But... I'm not a god like he was. I guess half of my blood is, but ...
I'm not a First Dragon, I won't degenerate. I'm mortal.

( There are more questions to ask, but he feels like there's something more important to address in this instance. )

Thank you for sharing with me, Corrin.

I am unfamiliar with divine dragons and how such powerful beings live their lives.
But I have said it before and will say it again, I have met cruel men and monsters, and you are neither.
I don't believe there is any force here or in any world powerful enough to corrupt or degrade a soul as pure as yours.

Does your lineage worry you?

Oh... Dimitri. Thank you.
That reassures me more than words can say.

( he has far too many nightmares about turning into Anankos. )

It does. But I try not to think about it.
I was also wondering, by the way ... what are you up to right now?
I'd like to see you. I know it's late, but ... ( he wants a hug. )

I am glad, Corrin.

Nothing of importance. I would be more than happy to come see you if you would allow me.

I'll leave my door open. So, just ... come in when you want, okay?
Sorry to be a pain.

You are anything but a pain.

I'm on my way.

( It doesn't take long for Dimitri to dress and make his way over to Corrin's.

He opens the door quietly, calling out: )

Corrin, it's Dimitri.

Dimitri ... ( he responds, quietly, before finding the blonde man. Corrin is wearing a loose pyjama shirt and his boxers. his eyes are red and puffy, and if Dimitri were to assume he's been crying, he would be absolutely correct.

he sniffs, and rubs one of his eyes with a hand. )

Sorry to call you out so late. Please come in.

( Dimitri blinks at the sight of Corrin, the red and puffy eyes. How long had he been crying before he'd come here?

He frowns and there's an immediate shake of his head. )

Please, don't apologize.

( He moves towards Corrin, wasting no time in sweeping the smaller man up and into his arms to gently nudge his forehead against Corrin's temple. He supports him easily, making his way towards the bedroom. )

Tell me what's wrong.

I just ...

( oh ... he's being scooped up. and he's 100% okay with this. he's soft in Dimitri's arms, showing no resistance. actually enjoying it by the way he leans against the much larger man's chest. )

I can't stop thinking about everything I've learnt. The fox took me back again, and I lived through the war ... I know where I come from. Everything I told you. My father ... was a monster. How can I be related to someone like that? What if I'm just as bad as he is?

Those thoughts ... have kept me from sleeping.

( Corrin weighs nothing in his arms, and adjusting his hold to keep him close is an easy thing as he walks. He listens as they go, careful not to disturb the smaller man as he settles on the bed.

Once there, he takes his time gathering one of the blankets, wrapping it around Corrin before tugging him closer. He presses a soft kiss to his forehead. )

You may share blood, but that does not mean you have to become your father. What I see when I look at you, with every moment we share with one another, is nothing like the man you have described.

Dimitri ... ( being fussed into blankets like this ... it's so nice. he feels a warmth overwhelm him that he hasn't felt in his life. the love he received from his siblings was fulfilling and great, but this is just something else entirely. Dimitri makes him feel so protected and almost bursting with love.

his glassy red eyes gaze up at him while he speaks in a soft voice, nestled close beside him. )

I'm so glad you have so much faith in me. Honestly, I am. The truth for me has been really hard to swallow. I've had a lot of fear that I may be the same as him, but ... having you here with me really helps me more than words can say. I don't know how I'd manage all alone ... no one from my world is here. ( it's such a sad thought. his voice cracks a little when he admits this. ) Thank you for being here ... thank you for accepting me, even though I'm so frightened of myself and who I share my blood with.

( Those strong arms tighten their grip just the slightest around Corrin, and Dimitri continues to pepper him with gentle attention. A soft kiss to the forehead, a gentle nudge of his nose against the base of one ear, a loving nuzzle of his head against Corrin's. Anything he can offer Corrin, he plans to.

There's nothing but an unyielding fondness in the way he looks down at the younger prince as he continues, lifting one hand to gently sweep his thumb at the corner of one eye. ) I will always be here for you in whatever way you need. ( Another sweep of his thumb at the corner of his eye. )

The only thing I fear from you is that you might leave me. ( Such a silly thing to say, he muses, when they're still feeling out whatever this is between them. ) But I promise, I will make sure you never become that man. If I ever worry you might be going down such a path, we'll work through it together.

( it's more comfort than he could ever dream of. he grips at the blankets tighter, nestling so close to Dimitri that his voice becomes slightly muffled. one part of that statement draws his attention immediately and feels as though it is something he must comment on. )

I don't want to leave you ... not ever. ( even the notion makes his heart ache. ) I love you, Dimitri. I ... I can't hold back these feelings any more.

( One hand moves to comb gently through the pale hair, letting the other nestle closer and burrow further into him as he sees fit. There's no rush for him to say or do anything further, and Dimitri is nothing but quiet and patient as they sit.

But the sound of that muffled voice, echoing a sentiment he feels down to his core, telling him something Dimitri's only whispered to the smaller prince in his sleep... It makes his heart beat faster in his chest, color dusting his cheeks. He tightens his grip reflexively, almost as if he's sure this is a dream and he will wake and find himself alone in his bed.

Only Corrin is still here in his arms. )

Corrin... ( He manages softly, leaning down to press a soft, affectionate kiss to one of the soft ears. ) I love you. You've brought me more happiness than I've ever known.

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