Anders squeezes lightly and Hawke's breath hitches. Even so, he's determined to do as directed, to show Anders just how much he loves him. "I don't think I can overstate the power you have over me, my heart. You are the reason I breathe, the reason I'm able to face the day."

He kisses Anders gently, with depthless sincerity. "I found you three times in different worlds, in ours when you gave me a cause, in the Fleet when you brought with you hope, and here too. Here where even for all the terrible things we've already faced, we've regrounded our love anew. In all the multiverse, I know I am the luckiest version of myself because each time I'm lost, its you that guides me back. My beacon, my lit lantern in the deepest dark."

The kisses punctuate each sentence, kisses to Anders' lips. To his face, his shoulders. A kiss planted sweetly over his heart.