Day 2 of Fire Emblem pride week
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My roommate keeps hyping me up every time I ask for a bata. Shout-out to Moss, love ya pookie. Once again written in under an hour before I have to go to bed.
Day 2: Firsts
Dimitri Blaiddyd / Self-insert
Summary: Zach needs help with his t-shot, so he asks his partner. Dimitri is normal about this development.
(TW: Needles!)
Dimitri stands before Zach's dorm room with his hands clasped behind his back and his head held high.
The pinkness creeping up his neck and ears betrays how nervous he actually is.
It wasn't a big deal. It really wasn't. Zach had asked him to help administer his testosterone, as his cousin Raphael was away on a mission. But the situation felt intimate nonetheless.
Zach was *trusting* him. Allowing the prince into his room when he was at his most vulnerable. It spoke volumes of the trust between them. Of how close they've grown in so little time.
With a deep breath Dimitri opens the door and steps inside.
Zach's room was an absolute disaster, nothing like his own neat and tidy space. Half finished projects were strewn across a blacksmith's workbench that most definitely *wasn't* supposed to be there.
Materials were stacked along the walls, trinkets and tools lining the shelves above them.
And the bed. The bed was piled high with blankets and plush animals, like a child's dream come true. It was so painfully *Zach*. Unapologetic in it's comfort.
Nestled between the sheets with a small smile is the man himself. Zach's eyes shine like the sun as his grin stretches awkwardly across his face.
He's showing too many teeth.
It's the most beautiful thing Dimitri has ever seen.
"Hey." Zach calls out, cheeks just as pink as Dimitri's.
"Are you sure you want to do this? I could probably harass Ignatz into helping instead."
Dimitri shakes his head.
"No, no. I... I want to. Do this, that is."
He feels like an idiot as he stands there, heart hammering in his chest.
Zach's in nothing but his boxers, pale scars ghosting his body as a reminder of his insecurities. Dimitri didn't care. He was no less of a man because of his appearance.
Zach laughs softly.
"Don't sound so egar, Mitri."
The endearment is second nature by now, but never fails to cause a warmth to fill Dimitri's heart. What did he do to deserve someone who loved him so deeply? Not as a prince, but as *Dimitri*.
Zach continues, flipping onto his stomach and reaching out to grab a sterile needle.
"Okay, so... All you need to do is pinch the skin together and press the needle in. Keep it pinched until you're done."
Dimitri's hands shake as he shuffles closer, taking the prepped needle with extra care. The last thing he needed was to hurt Zach with his enhanced strength. He nods along.
"Where do I inject it?"
Dimitri looks down at Zach, who is suddenly blushing harder.
"Uhhh. S- so this is the weird part. It goes right in the middle of my ass cheek."
Zach laughs at his own words. He's hiding how uneasy he is behind humor, actually terrified of scaring his partner off.
"...Oh. I see... And you trust me to do this? Are you certain?"
He doesn't mean to sound doubtful, but his hands are still shaking. What if he messes this up? Would Zach hate him?
"....I am. I trust you."
Zach interrupts his doubts plainly. Truthfully. He really does trust Dimitri with this.
"So... Whenever you're ready."
Dimitri nods slowly as he clears his throat. His face burns as he gently pinches Zach's soft and pale skin between his fingers.
"Do I you want me to count down? Sh- should I go fast or slow? Do you thi-"
Zach cuts him off with a grunt.
"Dimitri, just give me the damn shot."
Dimitri swallows as he steels himself, poking the syringe into the skin and injecting the hormones.
Then he pulls it out before handing it back to Zach for disposal.
"That's was... Far easier then I thought it would be."
Zach just laughs.
"Haha, yeah? That's... That's good. Thank you. Really."
A moment of peace settles between them as Zach slowly rolls over after cleaning the needle and bandaging his behind.
"...hold me?"
Zach tilts his head and reaches out, offering himself to Dimitri. Whatever tension was still in the air disappears completely as Dimitri nods and slowly lays down beside Zach in the blankets.
"Of course."
