[ If you'll have me. Yes, as a matter of fact, that is a profoundly foolish thing to have to ask, at this point. So much so, that Anders has to hesitate again before he answers, considering. He'd pinch himself to prove this is actually reality - but considering the fact that he's still sitting on that toy, and every time he so much as flinches, he's swallowing another sound... That'd probably be overkill.
No, this is real. Bizarrely, impossibly real. Hawke is here, with his incredibly inopportune timing, and he wants to stay here. And Anders would have to be insane to throw him out now, after nearly three full years of wanting him.
Gradually, Anders relaxes back onto the cot, letting the scrap of blanket he was clutching to his chest fall back to cover nothing but the thin mattress beneath him. ]
no subject
No, this is real. Bizarrely, impossibly real. Hawke is here, with his incredibly inopportune timing, and he wants to stay here. And Anders would have to be insane to throw him out now, after nearly three full years of wanting him.
Gradually, Anders relaxes back onto the cot, letting the scrap of blanket he was clutching to his chest fall back to cover nothing but the thin mattress beneath him. ]
...Just hear? You're not going to come in?