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[onetrackminds]

[he reaches up to brush a finger under Hawke's chin.]

It can be very stylish.

[oh yes, he's teasing.]

[hawkethat]

On a dwarf, maybe.

[But he realizes Anders is teasing him, so he doesn't sound too put out.]

[onetrackminds]

It might make your jaw seem stronger as well. Not to mention lengthen your face.

[GOING WITH THIS NOW.]

[hawkethat]

I really don't think my jaw needs any help looking stronger.

[Uh, Anders, you do remember the invisible beard incident, don't you?]

And what's wrong with my face the way it is now?

[onetrackminds]

It's a bit square.

[hawkethat]

As opposed to...?

[onetrackminds]

Face-shaped.

[hawkethat]

You've never had any problems with it before.

[onetrackminds]

I don't, but it can't hurt to try something new.

[hawkethat]

You want me to try a new face.

[onetrackminds]

I'm only suggesting you style your beard differently.

[hawkethat]

Like a dwarf, you mean. Anders, is there something you want to tell me...?

[Like, are you into dwarfs? Hawke's getting dangerously close to pout territory by this point.]

[onetrackminds]

I can appreciate a good beard, that's all.

[Hawke you are making this too easy.]

[hawkethat]

Well then you're lucky the dwarfs have so many different styles.

[Yeah, he's definitely pouting now. Anders, why so mean? :<]

[onetrackminds]

[okay he's doing his best not to laugh.]

There are barely any dwarves in this place, Hawke.

[hawkethat]

There were plenty in Kirkwall.

[onetrackminds]

I remember.

[hawkethat]

So are you trying to compensate for the lack here by making me do strange things to my beard?

[onetrackminds]

[Hawke. Hawke stoppit. You are making it so hard not to laugh.]

Would you consi--

[nope. laughing.]

[hawkethat]

[Anders! Anders, why are you laughing!? This is serious business Anders, stop laughing!]

[UGH he is so disgusted he is pouting as hard as he can and looking away, UGH!!!]



[Not letting go of Anders' hand though]

[onetrackminds]

[And Anders uses that hand to tug Hawke back over, cupping his jaw with the other and turning his face back towards him.

And then he kisses him deeply.]

[hawkethat]

[He tries to resist and remain impassive, but he can't just not kiss back when Anders kisses him; so after a few moments, he relaxes and returns the kiss, tightening his hold on Anders' hand.]

[onetrackminds]

[He's relieved as Hawke kisses back; he didn't go too far, then. After another moment, he pulls away, but barely.]

Let me make one thing very clear, Hawke.

[he strokes his hand across his cheek, softly]

You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Why in Andraste's name would I ever be interested in anyone else? You're perfect. More than I could ever hope for.

That's the last thing you have to worry about.

[hawkethat]

[Well, that assuages Hawke's bruised ego a little bit.]

[But more than that, it sounded almost like the beginnings of a confession. Hawke hadn't realized how much he'd grown to depend on those three little words until Anders had abruptly stopped saying them once they'd arrived here.]

So you won't mind if I decide not to braid my beard, then?


[Hawke, this is not the time for your stupid humor...]

[onetrackminds]

Nothing could change my mind about you now.

[countering humour with further confessions, then!]