allthesame2me | 12th [Video]

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12th [Video]

[Alex just looks relieved when the journal feed begins.]

So, I know that maybe it's a bit too much to ask, but... can we hope for a bit of 'normalcy' for a time? I know it's hard to ask that in the grand scheme of things, when normal equates to being in a medieval keep where stone crocodiles come to life and try to eat you, but...

[A half shrug.]

I'll take what little reprieves I can get at this point.

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[He doesn't say anything else, or waste further time. He just closes the book, and makes his way over to the other's room.]

[... and then hesitates outside for a long minute, staring blankly at the door.]

[Knock knock.]

[Alex is doing the slightly nerve ridden foot tap thing, sitting at the edge of his bed while he waits. He hears someone approaching before they comes to a stop outside his door and his brows knit slightly when a knot doesn't sound immediately.

He doesn't quite leap up when the knock sounds, but it's damn close.

He swings the door open and smiles at Anders, trying to ignore the nervous tension settling into his gut.]

Hey, you... c'mon in.

[He steps to one side to give Anders enough room to enter.]

[He... tries to smile. And he fails. Miserably. It's a fleeting, strained expression at best.]

[When the door opens, he waits only as long as it takes to step inside before blurting:]

I'm sorry.

[... for trying to make out with Hawke. For falling madly in love with him. For everything.]

[Alex's eyes widen at the outburst. He closes the door behind his other half and eyes him with no small amount of concern.]

Hey, hey, hey... Anders, calm down. What happened? What are you apologizing for?

[His tone is as soothing as he can make it, but also laden with concern and confusion.]

Everything. I've... made a mess of everything.

[Because he has no idea how the entire problem came about. Not yet. Only that he was suddenly, completely in love with Hawke, and the man in front of him hadn't factored in even slightly.]

I don't know what came over me. I thought -- I thought I was entirely in love with... Hawke.

[Alex's brows knit, and he reaches a hand over to gently clasp Anders' shoulder as the Mage seems to fumble with his words.

It was likely a good thing that the Were hadn't ventured out of his room over Valentine's, having not much enjoyed Halloween. God knows where it might have taken them if they'd BOTH undergone a similar change.

He tries to search Anders' face, to make some guess at what is bothering the other man, but when it comes out there is no avoiding the widening of eyes.]

You thought... you were... with Hawke??

[His tone is not so much angry or hurt as it is incredulous. Because... Hawke????]

[He nods. And while he doesn't flinch under the other man's hand, he looks as if he'd like to. To pull away and walk out. Because that's what's coming. He's made a mistake. A terrible mistake, and now he's going to pay for it.]

[In a way... it's worse than what's waiting for him back home in Kirkwall.]

I did... I tried to kiss him. I wanted to harm the woman he loves... because I thought...

[He scrubs a hand over his face.]

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

[Alex is... well, he's just a touch unprepared for all of this. The last thing he'd considered that Anders would tell him upon arriving at his door was 'I tried to make out with my bff.'

But instead of lashing out at the Mage and screaming about the injustice of it all, he settles both hands on his shoulders and squeezes again.]

Anders.... Anders, stop.

[He lowers his hands from the Mage's shoulders, moving to cover his hands as he gently pulls them from his face.]

Sweetheart... it's okay. Stop killing yourself over this. From what I saw, it seemed like you were far from the only one effected by whatever the hell was going on during Valentine's...

[The Were cants a brow slightly, a half smile touching his lips as he does his best to look 'okay' with this. His tone is teasing when he speaks next.]

You don't still want to harm Vie and kiss Hawke, do you?

[Hahah. Justice. There's no justice here. Not for anyone. He feels he deserves to be screamed at. To be tossed out. He lost control of himself -- that should never have happened.]

[He lifts his gaze when the hands settle on his shoulders, hands sliding down from his eyes, before he looks away again.]

I'm a mage. I should have been able to sense a spell... an enchantment. But there was nothing. Perhaps it wasn't just me... but it still affected me.

[He shakes his head.]

Of course not. I wouldn't harm her. I wouldn't... do that to Hawke.

[Kiss him, or hurt his fiance.]

[No. No, there is not, is there? But this is often the case, really... particularly when things are Keep associated. The Keep can give a shit if its quirks bring couples to their knees and shake their relationships to the very foundation.

Alex meets Anders' gaze without flinching and if the Mage looks, he might even see that he genuinely looks calm and collected. The Were hadn't seen this coming, but the steps were to work through it, not blow up.]

Anders, love... I think many of us have come to realize that there is something about this place that otherwise circumvents our abilities as they might have been prior to our arrival within its walls.

[Big words to the Kitty-man! At the last response his expression softens and his hands lift to cup Anders' face.]

And I know you wouldn't. The fact that you came here tells me that you wouldn't.

[He'd tried so hard not to make a mistake. Not to blow this to the Void as he'd done everything in Thedas. Justice hated it. The spirit would like nothing better than to see this end.]

[No matter what the man would want.]

It's not...

[But the rest of the protest sort of dies before he can get it out. He meets the other man's eyes, finally.]

... I wouldn't do anything to harm you, either. Maker, I couldn't even dream of it.

[Oh, Anders. Sometimes things just weren't in our own control and you find yourself along for the ride whether you wish to be or not.

And Justice is kinda a dick. Just sayin'.

He smiles softly as Anders finally looks up and meets his gaze, his hands never fully straying from the mage's skin.]

I'd hate to think you would, dearheart.

[His voice is soft as he meets and holds Anders' gaze.]

It's okay, love. Really.

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http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk7oshphq01qj9hy4o1_500.png /had to share

This... made me both b'awww and d'awwwww ILU ANDERS

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