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[onetrackminds]

I'll see if I can come up with any.

[...teasing.]

[hawkethat]

I'm sure you can come up with something.

[flirting is nice, he's okay with flirting]

[onetrackminds]

Will you be patient with me?

[hawkethat]

Of course, love.

[onetrackminds]

[...awww.]

Then I will pay you back when you least expect it.

[hawkethat]

I'm looking forward to it.

[onetrackminds]

You should. I'm planning to be creative.

[hawkethat]

You're always so good to me.

[onetrackminds]

You deserve even more.

[he turns his head again, to press another kiss to Hawke's forehead.]

[hawkethat]

Make that too good to me.

[He's not protesting, though, just hugging a little tighter, and smashing his face a little harder against Anders' shoulder.]

[onetrackminds]

Believe me, love, that isn't possible.

[hawkethat]

Yes it is. You are consistently, every day.

[onetrackminds]

You don't even realise how much you've given me.

[hawkethat]

Probably not. I just hope it's comparable to what you've given me.

[onetrackminds]

What have I given you, love?

[hawkethat]

Acceptance and support with no strings and no take-backs, no matter how badly I screw up or how often I put my foot in my mouth.

Also, you make an excellent pillow.

[onetrackminds]

[he laughs a bit at that.]

I see how it is, you're using me for your own comfort.

[hawkethat]

Well, yes. I'm certainly not using you for your skills in the kitchen.

[Can they just stay like this forever? Because that sounds like a really awesome idea.]

[onetrackminds]

[Oh, did you have to mention that Hawke? He'd like to stay like this forever, but his stomach, previously as groggy as the rest of him, is suddenly reminded that it's actually painfully empty, thank you, and why hasn't he eaten since breakfast?

It growls, low, but also painful, especially since it's so unexpected.]

No. I believe I'm the one using you for that.

[...but he still doesn't want to get up.]

[hawkethat]

...Wow, I felt that.

[Cuddles will just have to wait until later! Anders needs to eat!]

Don't tell me, let me guess, you haven't had anything to eat since breakfast.

[onetrackminds]

I had no time for a break.

[As if Hawke hasn't heard that excuse before. They really had been busy that morning, though. And once Anders made it home, he'd just passed out.]

And our pets are conspiring to keep us in bed.

[hawkethat]

You never have time for a break.

[Same excuse as always, sigh!

But there's really nothing that gets Hawke to stop moping quite as quickly as taking care of Anders. So that's a good thing, at least!]

I'll go see what we have in the kitchen.

[...In just a minute. He'll get off Anders and go into the kitchen in just a minute. >.>]

[onetrackminds]

Maybe you should come by for lunch more often.

[Because much as he loves his work, he loves seeing Hawke even more. He wouldn't mind being dragged away so much then.

At the lack of movement, though, his stomach growls again.]

You know, love, since I'm home early, we have the rest of the afternoon and the entire evening together.

[Normally he'd keep up the cuddling, too, but his stomach has it in for him now, and is adding nausea to the list of discomfort. He really did drain himself today.]

[hawkethat]

Maybe I will.

[He already comes by as often as whatever monthly mission he's working allows, but there's always room for improvement, right?

And okay, fine. At the sound of Anders' stomach growling again, Hawke begins to slide off of him (moving slowly enough to give Pearl time to vacate his back without getting hurt), and the bed.]

Well, when you put it like that...

[He offers a hand to Anders with a mischievous smile and a suggestive brow waggle]

[onetrackminds]

Maybe it would make me happy.

[He smiles a little, and then carefully moves Apawstate off him, placing her on the pillow instead. She gives him a highly disapproving look, because she'd been comfortable where she was, thank you, but Anders is already letting Hawke pull him up.]

We'll have to find a way to fill all that time.

[Oh, he can lean in for a quick kiss now.]