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[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.

[onetrackminds]

[he sighs and washes his hands, but he isn't moving away.]

Should I make you sit like Pearl?

[hawkethat]

[Hawke's not going anywhere either, don't worry Anders.]

[He grins and rests his chin on Anders' shoulder.]

What, like, before you let me eat my dinner?

[There might be a double entendre in there.]

[onetrackminds]

[he tilts his head to lean it against Hawke's.]

I don't want you getting spoiled, either.

[hawkethat]

Well I hate to break it to you, but I'm afraid it's a little too late for that.

[If they stand like this much longer then their trip to the market really might get put on hold. Even so, Hawke indulges for just a few moments more, squeezing Anders gently before pulling away.]

Let's go, so we can get back.

[onetrackminds]

Alright.

[He knows he should, much as he liked standing close like that. But part of him really wants to be out among people, too, with noise and life and no tiny spaces.

He might postpone going back.]

What do we need?