Drabble:51
POV:Third Person

As they lay together in the cabin, Dimitri explored the curves of Rose's body with his fingertips. After some time, as his fingers stroked her skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake, he touched her nazaar and the chotki tied to Rose's wrist.
"Why do you wear them?", he asked, brushing back hair from her face and leaning on his elbow, to look at her better.

"I've been wearing them for ages now, Comrade", Rose said, twisting her wrist to thread her fingers through his.

"I know", Dimitri said, bringing up their entwined hands to kiss the back of her hand. "I've noticed them a thousand times before, but I've never had the opportunity to really talk about it with you."
"You know why I wear them", Rose said, snuggling closer to him. "They're gifts, from two extremely important people in my life. The nazaar's a symbol of protection, it reminds me that my mom cares, that somehow, she's looking over me. And this chotki", she gestured, turning her wrist to get a better view of the jewelry. "It represents my duty and the vow I've taken, to protect Lissa."
Dimitri tilted his head, smiling admiringly as he mulled over the Rose's oddly profound words.
"I've never really thought of it that way. You're far more brilliant than anyone gives you credit for, Roza. Absolutely-breathtaking.", he complimented her, watching with undisguised pleasure as a blush worked up Rose's cheeks.
As his fingers stroked her now-warm cheeks, Rose decided to come-back with a quip, "I'm far smarter than people realize, Comrade. You should know that. I mean, you've probably caught me sneaking out or breaking rules about what….a million times?"

"Close enough", Dimitri muttered dryly, earning an elbow-jab to his chest. "But seriously, you literally wear your love for them on your sleeves. And maybe, it's presumptuous of me to assume this, but I think I'm quite important to you too. And I'd like to gift you something too."

"Dimitri", Rose began softly, caressing away the frown on his forehead. "I wear these to remind myself of mom and Liss and what they mean to me; and as much as I admire your gesture, I don't want you buying me things because I don't want a reminder of you." She paused, watching his expression become crestfallen. "Because, you, silly one, are the first and last thing I think about everyday. I don't need any reminders because I can't get you out of my hea-"

Dimitri crashed his lips against hers, cutting off her words. After kissing her soundly, he persisted. "I still want you to have something of mine. Pretty soon, we can be together, if you still want me, and-"

"The hell do you mean if I still want you!", Rose interrupted angrily. "I'll always want you. I love you, you idiotic-moron, and I want you, only you".
"So let me buy you something- anything you want, Roza. Please?", he pleaded, unleashing his devastatingly beautiful puppydog-eyes on her.
"No deal", Rose managed with great willpower. "I won't have you wasting your money on me. But", she interjected before he could protest. "But there's something of yours I want, other than your heart, of course".
"My heart's been yours since we first met, Roza. And whatever else you desire, name it, and it shall be yours, sweetheart.", Dimitri spoke with emotion, his love-filled eyes fixed onto hers.
Rose smiled at him, and gently cupping his face, brought her lips to his. What started out as a gentle peck turned into so much more…

As they left the cabin, hand in hand, Dimitri leaned over and touched his lips to his hairband, which was now tied around Rose's messy-bun. A hairband she promised to wear to all further training-sessions; a hairband she ended up carrying with her through Russia to help her through the sleepless nights.

Hey lovelies! This is to inform you I'll go missing all weekend due to exams and certain monkey-business-ery…so don't miss me too much. And if you do, go through my previous drabbles….Thanks for reading this, and don't forget to review! Don't miss me too much. Cheers!