“Do you need a hug? You look like you need a hug.” with characters of your choosing! ;D

Thank you for the prompt! (Approx 1200 words, most under the cut). 

Dorian Pavus x Vaxus Trevelyan (@latefortevinter’s OC)

“Do you need a hug? You look like you need a hug.”

Vaxus looked up from where he sat by the window in hisquarters, back hunched, forearms resting on his knees, hands loosely clasped. Hewas quite the picture of dejection, really. Of a man whose resolve had taken oneblow too many, and was buckling beneath its own weight. Strange as it was, it trulyhurt Dorian to see him that way. Perhaps it was because that brightness in hiseyes had always been something of an impossible dream to him. A spark Dorianhoped he might one day possess for himself, if given the proper chance. Theproper care. Yet, as Vaxus’ gazeslipped away again like a wounded animal, Dorian couldn’t help but feel asthough something was missing in those familiar eyes. He intended to do whateverhe could to find it again.

“No… yes… maybe…”Vaxus shrugged, but the motion was leaden and stiff. He heaved a deep sigh,then let it out in a slow, lingering breath. “I don’t know.”

Nodding, Dorian entered the Inquisitor’s quarters, invitinghimself in the way he always did. They were beyond such things now, after all. Lover’s benefits. Formality was forstrangers and politicians.

“Something is bothering you, amatus,” Dorian insisted, his footsteps providing a gentle rhythmto accompany his words. “Something rather significant, I imagine, given the overwhelminggloom.”

“It’s nothing, Dorian. Really. I’m sorry if I worried you.”The fact that Vax even tried to smile for him twisted an unseen knife in Dorian’schest. Maker’s breath. Even now, he tries to make me feel better…

… Oh, that man couldbe selfless to a fault.

“Now now, none of that,” Dorian chided, raising a hand andwagging his finger. “I’m meant to be the one doing the comforting here, youknow. Do you recall the hug? My offerstill stands for that.”

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“ i’m fine, i can walk, just give me a minute ” with Vax and Morrigan ;DD

This was… fun! >:D 

Vaxus Trevelyan, of course, belongs to @lateforerebor. (approx 800 words, some under the cut

Morrigan eyed Vax ashe limped a few steps, jaw clenched stubbornly, before stopping to rest hishand against the trunk of a nearby tree. He breathed in sharply through hisnose, as though the act could somehow lessen his pain, then caught Morrigan’s gaze. She fixed him with a questioning look.

“A problem, Vaxus?”

Vaxus stiffenedimmediately, then shook his head. He painted a bright smile on his face that wasso fake Morrigan could have sold it to an Orlesian as a mask.

“I’m fine, I can walk,just… give me a minute.”

Still grinning, he made the bright decision to pat the bark of the tree like a mabari. It was, of course, some absurd attempt to hide the factthat he required its support. Morrigan, given the circumstances and the fact that she was not a fool, was not buying it.

“I see,” Morrigan saidslowly, folding her arms and arching one eyebrow at him. “And I suppose that tree was starved for attention, and in dire in need of your affections?”

Vax froze mid-pat, asthough only just realising what he was doing and that it made absolutely no logical sense. Hestraightened, clearing his throat awkwardly, and tugged at the bottom of hisshirt to straighten it. “I was just… checking. You know. The bark. It’s good. Let’s ah, go. Come on, Morrigan. Maker, you’reslowing us down!”

This time, Morriganjust waited patiently, her mouth curved into a smirk of amusement as Vaxhobbled a few steps again, then nearly tipped like an overbalanced scale. Itwas his right leg. He had taken a hit from a mace in their previous battle. A glancing blow, of course,as his leg was not snapped in half, but enough to cause him significantpain. Morrigan had seen it happen, of course. She had even sent the man responsiblescreaming into the void for his trouble.

Now, she had this to deal with.

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DIALOGUE #14 for Dorxus?

In which Dorian waits eagerly for his evening conversation with Vaxus, but it takes a rather interesting turn… (approx 1000 words, most under the cut @lateforerebor!

To say Dorian had not been expecting Vaxus would have been alie. To say he had not been looking forward to his company would have been a lie aswell. A far bigger one, if Dorian was honest with himself. As he lingered in his alcove in the library, he couldn’t help butfeel he was counting the minutes. It was somewhat alarming. He was no blushingcourtier, eagerly awaiting the lord’s arrival, after all. No… that wasn’t it. There was justsomething about Vaxus that made Dorian feel, well, important. Not important like anArchon or a Magister – nothing quite so formal as that. That wasn’t the kind ofimportance Dorian needed. If it had been, he would have just stayedin Tevinter, playing the role his father had assigned him, and ignored the waya simple smile twisted his insides to pieces.

No. With the Inquisitor it was… different. He was different. Quiet. Personal. WhenDorian spoke, Vaxus listened. Of course, there were occasions where hequestioned how much the warrior actually understood,but really, that was Dorian’s own fault. Some evenings he found himself so consumedby a magical theory or concept that he simply had to vent his frustrations tothe patient man, despite his lack of magical training. After all, Dorian had nodoubt Vaxus held no deep-seated interest in thaumic slippage. But the topic Dorian hadplanned for that evening was one a bit closer to home for the warrior. It was one he would hopefullyenjoy. It had taken a fair bit of reading on Dorian’s part, but thankfully he was good at that.

“Dorian?”

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