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[hawkethat]

Quite a few, yes.

[All of it, actually. Hawke hasn't taken off his Champion robes since Nathaniel told him Anders hand been taken; those'll definitely need some laundering, as well.]

[Hawke's plate joins Anders' in the sink, as well as the frying pan, which he gives a quick scrub (the bacon fat's congealed by now) and rinse (scraping off the remainder of the fat and eggs).]

[onetrackminds]

[Anders finishes off his coffee in the meantime, before leaving his mug in the sink as well.]

I'll have to wear those trousers you made me buy.

[hawkethat]

...That sounds like an excellent idea.

[Anders can probably tell by the expression on Hawke's face just how excellent an idea he thinks that is.]

[onetrackminds]

Is that all you think about?

[hawkethat]

I think about other things! Sometimes. Generally when you're not around.

[totally shameless and not afraid to admit it, apparently]

[Hawke leans in to drop a quick kiss on Anders' cheek, and then tugs him by the hand back towards the bathroom and bedroom]

That doesn't bother you, I hope?

[onetrackminds]

Of course it doesn't.

[And distractions are very nice, at the moment. He is also more than happy to be tugged places.]

I do feel as if I shouldn't be encouraging that behaviour.

[teasing.]

[hawkethat]

Why not? If it doesn't bother you, what's the harm?

[toilet first; Hawke really has to pee. Anders can stand in the doorway if he wants, instead of shutting the door between them]

[onetrackminds]

[no, that would be awkward, and also, they have roommates. Why can't he just come in and then actually shut the door? Besides, he needs to pee, too.]

I've never been able to figure that out myself.

[secret: Anders doesn't actually have much shame, either.]

[hawkethat]

Then why worry about it?

[Man pajama pants are awesome. Hawke will quickly finish his business and then begin washing his hands.]

[Indoor plumbing and running water sure is awesome, too.]

[onetrackminds]

Did I say I was?

[Anders' turn! Slacks are pretty great, too. Kirkwall does have a thing or two or learn from this ship, even if he still prefers Thedas.]

[hawkethat]

You said you felt like you shouldn't be encouraging my behavior.

[onetrackminds]

That's not the same thing.

[hawkethat]

It's not?

[onetrackminds]

No, it's not.

[hawkethat]

So why do you feel like you shouldn't be encouraging my behavior?

[onetrackminds]

Because we'll never make it to the market.

[oh whoops, is Anders leering now, too?]

[hawkethat]

[Gasp! Shock!]

Why Serah Anders, what a thing to say!

[If Hawke could blush like a delicate virgin on command, he so would be right now. But since he can't, he hides his mouth behind his hand in a parody of sensitive feminine outrage, instead.]

[onetrackminds]

[He is kind of doubtful Hawke has ever been a delicate virgin. He can't help it, he laughs.]

Your arse is at great risk, Hawke. Should I have warned you sooner?

[hawkethat]

[Nope, Hawke's never been a delicate virgin. And he grins when Anders laughs. He's very glad he can still get him to do that.]

Well, I don't know. Would the outcome have been any different if you had, do you think?

[onetrackminds]

I suspect you might have deliberately put it at further risk.

[hawkethat]

Who, me?

[Shock! Outrage! Scandal!!]

Well, maybe a little bit. But only because I like you so much.

[onetrackminds]

[oh wait he needs to wash his hands too so doing so.]

If you're this uncertain, I'll keep my hands to myself.

[hawkethat]

But if you do that, how will I ever learn?

[Oh, good, Hawke's going to slide in behind Anders now to press up against his back and wrap both arms snugly around his waist, then.]

[onetrackminds]

You never learn.

[oh, okay, he's just going to lean back into Hawke and ignore the running water, then. He's not as tense right now as the night before, and he wants to enjoy this.]

[hawkethat]

How do you know? Maybe I just need a long time and lots of patience.

[Oh, oops, is he distracting Anders? He's distracting Anders. Welp.]

Wash your hands, love, or we really will be in here all day.