Chapter Text
“Garrett, move your arms.”
“…”
“Garrett.”
“Maker Hawke wake up.” Fenris groaned, his lover’s arms looped around his waist in a protective vice, refusing to let the elf escape to relive himself, much to the discomfort of the other. With a small sigh the elf managed to wiggle himself around, facing the slumbering man’s face.” Garrett.” He said again, bringing a hand up to lightly tap on the others cheek, biting back a groan as Hawks nose merely twitched in response.
This was defiantly something Fenris had to get used to, the excessive cuddling. He swore he could lay literally anything in front of Garrett while he slept, leave the room, and come back a few moments later to find that the large man had wrapped his arms around the object, nose buried into its material as he slumbered on, blissfully unaware to whatever was now in his arms.
And though it did take time for him to fully settle into it. The cuddling was…nice, never before had he felt safe enough curl up in some ones arms, let the sound of breathing and small idle chit chat carry him off to sleep. The scene was grossly domestic, but he found himself loving every moment of it.
Smiling softly he ran his thumb over the man’s cheek, watching as the freckles on his nose scrunch up, brows furrowing as amber eyes slowly cracked open, narrowing a bit as they tried to focused on Fenris.” G‘mornin.” Came Hawkes gruff reply, turning his head to yawn before blinking a few more times, trying to get them too focuses faster.
“Good morning.” Fenris replied back, removing his hand from the others cheek before he went to tug on Hawke’s arms.” And it would be an even better one if I could move freely.” He said, waiting for Garrett’s sleep hazed brain to catch up with what he said.
“Oh! Shit I’m sorry love.” Hawke said, releasing his grip on the elf’s waist letting him make his hasty escape from the covers.” It’s alright.” Fenris said with a wave of his hand, stretching slightly before bending down to press a quick kiss to the others lips. ”I’ll be but a moment.” And with that he was off ready to relive his aching balder.
True to his word it only did take a moment or so, though when he returned he was not surprised to see who had taken his spot. Prince looked up at Fenris with large, brown, puppy eyes, as if begging the elf to save him from Hawkes death grip, Said man was now snoring softly, face buried into the Mabari’s side.
“Oh no.” Fenris started, listening as the large dog gave a huff. ”You got yourself there, you will have to wait until he wakes up.” He said going to gather his cloths up off the floor making to get ready for the day, smiling slightly as he heard Hawke mutter something into Prince’s fur.