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[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.]

[hawkethat]

Anything to make you happy.

[Up to and including crawling around in the shithole under Darktown looking for...crystallized shit. Welp.]

I can think of a few ways to do that.

[And they all start with the letter "S" and end with "ex". Now who's got the one-track mind? Also, quick kisses are nice, but lingering ones are better. You didn't really think you were going to get away like that, did you, Anders?]

[onetrackminds]

As long as you're happy as well.

[Yeah, that sounds a bit unhealthy, Hawke.]

You'll have to show me, then.

[He smiles a little wider, and doesn't mind at all if Hawke keeps him there for several moments longer than he'd planned. He'll just lean into him and hope his stomach stays quiet.]

[hawkethat]

[No one ever said this was a healthy relationship.]

After I feed you.

[Okay, well, they're both upright now, so it's time to wander out of the bedroom and into the kitchen...though not before grabbing Anders' hand to make sure he comes too.]

[onetrackminds]

[He'll twine their fingers together, more than happy to follow. And not just because he really does need that food.]

I think I'll eat an apple while I wait.

[yeah, he's that hungry.]

[hawkethat]

Eat two.

[It'll take Hawke longer to fix something for the both of them to eat than it will take Anders to eat just one apple.

...And once in the kitchen he starts looking into cupboards and the fridge to see what there is to be had, and pulling things down to set on the counter.]

[onetrackminds]

I'd like to help you cook as well.

[And Anders grabs an apple, leaning against the counter to eat it. He'll watch Hawke, too. He's always watching Hawke.]