When Dedue had first stepped foot in this brave new world, he would have never imagined that he could have this-- both Dimitri and Byleth, their love and desire. There's nothing lovelier than being able to wake up in the morning to both of their sleeping faces, to kiss them whenever they please, to hold them during the night.

Nothing lovelier, save perhaps these times when they are abed together.

Dimitri is behind their dear Professor, Dedue at the front of him, propped up on the pillows of their bed-- Byleth is pressed lovingly up against his chest, held securely there. Dedue raises his gaze from Byleth's face to up over his shoulder, where Dimitri has propped himself, and meets his eyes. After so many years of knowing each other, they barely need words to communicate anymore, and Dimitri can surely read the agreement in his eyes.

"Would you like that, Professor?" he asks, tipping Byleth's face up to steal a short kiss from his lips. "Shall we take care of you?"