[ "My things" would probably have been a red flag before. A point of contention, a cause for a biteback: "I'm no one's thing". Iorveth would still say something to that effect (or much worse) if it came out of anyone else's mouth, but Astarion is the exception. Mostly because it contains a kernel of truth－ he is, effectively, bound to Astarion now. ]

Show off all you like, then. [ Indulgent. The warning voice in his head (the one that sounds a lot like Lae'zel recently, and says chk a lot) says not to overindulge bad habits, but his shoulder devil (the one that sounds a lot like Astarion lately) says that they just got engaged, Astarion can do whatever the hell he wants for at least the next tenday, while everything is still novel.

So. Shoulder devil wins. Iorveth never had a shoulder angel to begin with. Iorveth combs through Astarion's hair, sliding his warm palm down to his cheek. ]

You deserve to be seen the way you are. Cherished above all things－ my bethrothed.

[ If anyone mistakes Astarion for vapid arm candy, Iorveth will absolutely murder them without thinking twice. ]