[Open Post] ..it's okay to be seen..
Mar. 5th, 2024 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lanselos_du_lacIt's been nearly two weeks since Lancelot spent an afternoon with Kade, trying on new types of clothes. It had been an enjoyable afternoon -- Kade is pleasant and kind, a good listener, and Lancelot likes him. He had taken some things back to his room that day, and a few days later he'd found several tailored items in a basket just outside his door.
Since then, he has had the new clothes in his closet or drawers next to his usual things. Each day he considers them, and then feels he can't bring himself to make a change and so he puts on his usual tunic and hose. It had been easy to dress differently for the dance; he had had Susan's help in selecting the suit, and it was a special occasion. With these newer items, he's uncertain. He doesn't know if he will feel like himself; he isn't sure how it will feel if someone whom he would like to be glad or impressed is instead disappointed or finds him ridiculous.
After a point, though, he begins to feel guilty that Kade put in work and effort only to have these things sit hidden away in Lancelot's room. So this morning, after he finishes with drills and showers, he pulls on the fitted jeans (which are a very dark indigo) and the t-shirt. He's not often chilly, but the leather jacket seemed to be part of the package, and so he puts that on as well.
He doesn't have a full-length mirror in his room, but he looks down at himself, recalls Kade's approving words, and decides that this will have to do. Lancelot takes a breath and then ventures out, heading toward the café for his late morning coffee.
Since then, he has had the new clothes in his closet or drawers next to his usual things. Each day he considers them, and then feels he can't bring himself to make a change and so he puts on his usual tunic and hose. It had been easy to dress differently for the dance; he had had Susan's help in selecting the suit, and it was a special occasion. With these newer items, he's uncertain. He doesn't know if he will feel like himself; he isn't sure how it will feel if someone whom he would like to be glad or impressed is instead disappointed or finds him ridiculous.
After a point, though, he begins to feel guilty that Kade put in work and effort only to have these things sit hidden away in Lancelot's room. So this morning, after he finishes with drills and showers, he pulls on the fitted jeans (which are a very dark indigo) and the t-shirt. He's not often chilly, but the leather jacket seemed to be part of the package, and so he puts that on as well.
He doesn't have a full-length mirror in his room, but he looks down at himself, recalls Kade's approving words, and decides that this will have to do. Lancelot takes a breath and then ventures out, heading toward the café for his late morning coffee.
