To be frank this is just a quickie since I'm pretty bored and wanted to write. Enjoy.
"My beloved... no too forward, Dear... Agh..."
I threw the paper right into the near overflowing bim as I struggled trying to get this thing written.
Just write him a letter, I said. It won't be that hard just be blunt about it. I thought.
But it just seems now matter what, the mere possibility of being with... Him. It... has kept my heart racing just thinking about it.
I leaned back on my chair as my hat that I wore to stand out fell off my head too. Reflecting on how I have gotten to the point that...
I fell in love with the former mercenary, son of Jeralt and my own Professor... Byleth.
"Did you just admit you wouldn't mind spending your life with me?~"
"...Okay."
Okay. Just... okay. How can just one response suddenly make me blush just thinking about it. I..
couldn't stop thinking about it.
He's just slightly different from the others that's all.
Or so I thought. By then... I couldn't focus on any my studies. I ended up declining all of the dates I would... usually go on. Especially when he could see right through me.
I even confronted him about it. To be honest I was... slightly hoping he would just be like the others... apologize, blush and fall for my looks again.
Instead he apologized yes but... the next thing I knew... I wanted to know more about him. I tried... getting a weakness of some kind trying my absolute best to charm him.
It... didn't work. Was he just... not interested in me?
Why am I thinking of this now?
Why am I taking this so... seriously?
...Why does my heart sink at the thought of him possibly getting with someone like Edelgard someone who... actually does matter in this world...
...
I couldn't stop thinking about him now. I might as well just come clean about it with a letter.
So picked up the quil and began writing again.
...
"My Dear Byleth
For this past year you have... always been there for me and if I were to confess... I can't stop thinking about you. If... you are weirded about this then... please forget about it but... if you at all return these feelings... please meet me in the Goddess Tower.
Dorothea."
I put the quil down. ...My hand couldn't stop and... I didn't even stop and thought for a moment. My hand just... kept moving on it's own.
No time for me to think about it so I quickly left my room running down to his. I don't know if he was asleep but quickly I slid it underneath the door.
I sighed also out of relief since no one was there.
...If the Goddess did exist can she... be kind to me once and... Please.
The Ball.
Same as alot of the ones I was invited to back then. Least now I... wasn't forced to be the songstress everyone wanted me to be.
Still... I couldn't see where he was... I saw a glimpse of him dancing with Claude but... I don't know.
Is he already at the Goddess Tower?
Did he read the letter?
Or is he... trying to avoid me?
...I couldn't exactly blame him. A commoner like me suddenly just... confessing her feelings just like that?
Yet... here I am. Still clinging to that false hope that he could come up... return his feelings to me... see for who I really am and... make me happy and... I'll make sure that he will always have that... smile on his face and... and...
...What was I thinking? Am I...
"Dorothea?"
I nearly screamed if it weren't for the fact I knew who it was.
That stoic yet has a lot going on deep inside tone.
I cleared my throat and walked over to him. Putting on the act of the songstress once more.
"Professor!~ Hehe... so you came!"
I smiled though I.. stopped when he looked confused. As if he... wait.
"Um... You... did came here cause of the letter... r-right?"
I let my mask slip... I couldn't help it I just... had to know.
"...Letter? Sorry I don't know what you're talking about."
My heart sank. So he wasn't here for me. ...maybe for someone else. I just looked down and was abojt leave. Then... I thought out loud.
"So wait... did we meet here by... coincidence?"
"...Perhaps. I did want to rest- Dorothea, you're heating up are you alright?"
He was right. I was... blushing but... I guess he didn't know that as he felt my forehead with his hand to check my temperature. For once I'm glad for his density.
I quickly sat down with him. Silence past by as I tried to figure out what to say.
I couldn't just... say the same things. He sees right through them and... the songstress me. The real me here I... didn't know what to do. I just looked at him as he was staring up into the sky.
"Has it already nearly been a year?"
I was caught off guard by him. To be frank though even I could hardly believe it has been that long.
"Yeah..."
I was trying to follow up on what to say until I turned to him.
That smile.
His smile.
I... couldn't keep my eyes off it. It felt like... a scene out of an opera yet... here it is. Seeing him smile looking as if he was reflecting on his life here.
Just a year ago he seemed so... aloof. Emotionless... anything like that yet here... he was.
"It has been... Have you... met anyone... special during that time?"
...Why did I ask that? Words kept leaping out of my mouth without thinking. But... I just want to know...
"Someone... special? Well... Everyone here in the academy frankly... I felt so many emotions through I never felt and... I'm grateful for that."
I couldn't help but... smile at that myself. It just felt so nice seeing like that even if it wasn't-
"...and you. Dorothea."
Did... did he just...
"Your... face is red again but... I can't really describe it but... it seems whenever I'm near you or especially in battle I... have this desire to... always wanting to protect and be there for you... I can tell you... have been through alot just by looking st you and... I want to at least fill the void somewhat... Sorry did I... go on too long?"
...I shook my head. Smiling more than I ever could before.
"N-No of... course not... thank you... E..ehehe..."
I tried laughing it off. Yet deep down... was... this what it feels like to meet your true...
"By the way... what letter?"
Ah... right. The... ...
I couldn't just write it anymore as I got closer to him. Grasping his hand tightly. Hands of a mercenary yet... felt gentle regardless. I looked up at him... I couldn't take it as I leaned in and-
"WOO HOO! PARTY!"
A loud roar from bellow. ...Oh goddess was that... Caspar?
He quickly got up much to my dismay.
"...I... think things are getting rough down there."
He looked down from the tower.
Beforehand though... I saw something. A small hint of red. ...Wait was he...
"Sorry um... Dorothea could you come help?'
"Oh! Of course don't worry... agh... I gotta talk to Caspar about not drinking too much."
"I... think Linhardt might do that actually."
I couldn't help but laugh. It was indeed true considering how those two were basically a bickering married couple at times.
As we made our way done I held his hand again and looked him.
"Byle- ...Bylie do you think... we can dance together after?"
"Ah... Of course."
At that moment I couldn't care less about the letter situation. I was just... happy. Alive. Feeling like for once.
Someone truely did care about me,
As we danced all night,
Like a dream come true.
The End
Was this corny and rushed? ...Yeah. But I couldn't really help it so yeah. Hope you enjoyed.