[He bites back a snicker and maintains his 'broody' silence. When Pounce joined them, now perched on Anders' hip, the healer busied both hands with scratching their pets.]
Don't worry, love, I'm sure there's a non-possessed mage around somewhere who doesn't have an ex-spirit-boyfriend who can take care of that for you. Isn't that right, Ser-Pounce-a-Lot? Between you and Ser Drools, I'm surrounded by knights in furry armor.
You really need to work on your invitations, then, if you're wanting me to attend.
[Even so he slides himself up on the bed. It's a bit cramped with both men and both their pets but considering it's for cuddling and not sleeping, that suits Adalwolfe just fine. He folds himself in around Anders, encompassing his love the best he can and presses a kiss against his neck.]
[It was one of those moments where time seemed to slow. Their first night together had been like that, like the dawn may never come and they may end up wrapped up in each other forever...and Anders had longed for it so strongly his heart had ached.
Now he found time slowing and growing more simple and instead of an ache, his heart hummed with happiness Anders had learned to associate with Adalwolfe. No one made him happier.
He snuggled in as close as he could to ensure no room remained between them, a warm pile of man and animal on the small bed. A beat later, the silence was broken by Anders' gentle tone.]
What if we stayed this way? Like this? I think I agree with you, love...perhaps Thedas isn't where we should settle. The whole universe is at our fingertips...we could go anywhere, somewhere like the planet with the Giving Tree, someplace we could build a life again and, this time, stay there.
[Maker, how selfish he was to even think it, to voice it..? But he couldn't deny he wanted it so badly.]
[It slips out before he has a chance to edit. Sometimes he's just too at ease with Anders and his brain decides his words don't need a once over before exiting his mouth. With a little groan and the huff of a laugh, Adalwolfe buries his nose in Anders' shoulder.]
What I mean is yes, I want that. Of course I want that. Weisshaupt will get word eventually without me. They probably already know at least that the false calling is over, since they're not hearing it any longer.
[He raises his head again and presses his forehead against Anders', sliding his hands into his love's as if that hold can anchor him here away from Thedas, away from dissenting thoughts. What about Carver? What about the mages? What about Corypheus? He's your responsibility. They all are.]
A cottage together. Maybe by the sea this time.
[Fuck responsibility. He tightens his hold on Anders' hands.]
[Anders' fingers curl tight in Hawke's, an anchor against what he's sure is in his love's head, especially since he can feel it in his own. Doubts, misgivings, fears...but Maker all he wanted was for them to have that peace.]
By the sea would be nice...we could still keep a garden if we had fertile land nearby. We could go into town now and again, sell potions or whatever else we make and make a quiet life for ourselves.
[A small scoff huffed from Anders' throat and he shook his head.]
When I was little, I wanted anything but a quiet life. I dreamed of adventures and grand tales and travel, but now simple is all I want. As long as you're with me, love.
[Anders settles happily into their cozy position of being curled around each other and lets his mind wonder back to the time in question.]
Oh yes, there was definitely some of that. I often led the children in my town on grand adventures , the leader of my very own adventurous company. More than that, however, I think my fondest daydreams were the ones were I was off exploring the unexplored, a daring rogue living off wit and the thrill of exploration.
Oh I was always a dragon for my siblings games. I think I told you that before, about how Carver would "slay" me to save Bethy. He always went too hard, that one, and I ended up with splinters in unfortunate places from his wooden sword.
[Adalwolfe snorts, but it's a fond noise. He's quiet for a long moment afterwards, the mirth draining out of him.]
Once Bethy got her magic, we didn't really play games anymore. I wanted more than anything to be that dragon and carry her away to where no Templars could ever find us.
[Anders moves, sadly breaking their little coil, but only so he can press himself close again and leave a long, lingering kiss on Hawke's lips.]
I love you. I feel like I might not have sad it recently, but I can't bare the thought you might forget without the reminder.
[It might seem out of nowhere to anyone else, but it really wasn't. Talking about their childhoods, about the goal Anders had championed, determined to carry the burden alone, only to find Hawke who was willing to help him carry it. The fact this whole conversation had started with Adalwolfe doubting something so fundamentally set in Anders' opinion. The sky was blue and Adalwolfe Hawke was more than what Anders could ever hope to deserve. He wasn't just a good boyfriend, he was exactly what Anders' heart needed to keep going.]
[The kiss goes on for an age and Adalwolfe is happy to receive it. Any doubt he'd had before, the niggling discomfort that had prompted his initial question in the first place, is laid to rest in that kiss. When Anders pulls away, it's to a beatific smile from Hawke.]
I won't forget.
[He reaches up and runs his fingers down a lock of Anders' hair, twisting it gently.]
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Don't worry, love, I'm sure there's a non-possessed mage around somewhere who doesn't have an ex-spirit-boyfriend who can take care of that for you. Isn't that right, Ser-Pounce-a-Lot? Between you and Ser Drools, I'm surrounded by knights in furry armor.
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Traitor.
[Adalwolfe pouts even more strongly at his dog, then moves to stand up in a swiftly theatrical motion.]
I see when I'm not wanted. I'll just go and entertain myself, shall I?
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Oh? That's too bad, the party's on the bed, after all.
[He glanced back over his shoulder to Hawke, brow raised.]
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[Even so he slides himself up on the bed. It's a bit cramped with both men and both their pets but considering it's for cuddling and not sleeping, that suits Adalwolfe just fine. He folds himself in around Anders, encompassing his love the best he can and presses a kiss against his neck.]
Mm, I already like this party.
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[It was one of those moments where time seemed to slow. Their first night together had been like that, like the dawn may never come and they may end up wrapped up in each other forever...and Anders had longed for it so strongly his heart had ached.
Now he found time slowing and growing more simple and instead of an ache, his heart hummed with happiness Anders had learned to associate with Adalwolfe. No one made him happier.
He snuggled in as close as he could to ensure no room remained between them, a warm pile of man and animal on the small bed. A beat later, the silence was broken by Anders' gentle tone.]
What if we stayed this way? Like this? I think I agree with you, love...perhaps Thedas isn't where we should settle. The whole universe is at our fingertips...we could go anywhere, somewhere like the planet with the Giving Tree, someplace we could build a life again and, this time, stay there.
[Maker, how selfish he was to even think it, to voice it..? But he couldn't deny he wanted it so badly.]
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[It slips out before he has a chance to edit. Sometimes he's just too at ease with Anders and his brain decides his words don't need a once over before exiting his mouth. With a little groan and the huff of a laugh, Adalwolfe buries his nose in Anders' shoulder.]
What I mean is yes, I want that. Of course I want that. Weisshaupt will get word eventually without me. They probably already know at least that the false calling is over, since they're not hearing it any longer.
[He raises his head again and presses his forehead against Anders', sliding his hands into his love's as if that hold can anchor him here away from Thedas, away from dissenting thoughts. What about Carver? What about the mages? What about Corypheus? He's your responsibility. They all are.]
A cottage together. Maybe by the sea this time.
[Fuck responsibility. He tightens his hold on Anders' hands.]
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By the sea would be nice...we could still keep a garden if we had fertile land nearby. We could go into town now and again, sell potions or whatever else we make and make a quiet life for ourselves.
[A small scoff huffed from Anders' throat and he shook his head.]
When I was little, I wanted anything but a quiet life. I dreamed of adventures and grand tales and travel, but now simple is all I want. As long as you're with me, love.
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[He laughs a bit, nuzzling into Anders' neck so he can feel Anders' stubble against his cheek, his own beard brushing the other mage's shoulder.]
What did you imagine you would be? A great hero like Calenhad?
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Oh yes, there was definitely some of that. I often led the children in my town on grand adventures , the leader of my very own adventurous company. More than that, however, I think my fondest daydreams were the ones were I was off exploring the unexplored, a daring rogue living off wit and the thrill of exploration.
What about you?
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[Adalwolfe snorts, but it's a fond noise. He's quiet for a long moment afterwards, the mirth draining out of him.]
Once Bethy got her magic, we didn't really play games anymore. I wanted more than anything to be that dragon and carry her away to where no Templars could ever find us.
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But then the tone changed and Anders understood all too well what Hawke described next.]
I'm sorry, Hawke. I wish you could have had that.
Hopefully, no brother will have to feel the way you did again, not now.
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[He sighs, but it comes with a smile and Adalwolfe reaches up to slide his fingers through Anders' hair.]
No, I hope not. That's what we were working for, after all.
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I love you. I feel like I might not have sad it recently, but I can't bare the thought you might forget without the reminder.
[It might seem out of nowhere to anyone else, but it really wasn't. Talking about their childhoods, about the goal Anders had championed, determined to carry the burden alone, only to find Hawke who was willing to help him carry it. The fact this whole conversation had started with Adalwolfe doubting something so fundamentally set in Anders' opinion. The sky was blue and Adalwolfe Hawke was more than what Anders could ever hope to deserve. He wasn't just a good boyfriend, he was exactly what Anders' heart needed to keep going.]
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I won't forget.
[He reaches up and runs his fingers down a lock of Anders' hair, twisting it gently.]
Not with kisses like that.
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[He smirks handsomely and sits up again. Just in time for the animals to decide to reclaim their space on the bed wherever they can.]