“Remarkable,” Josephine says. Its genuine, warm, delighted, and startles a grin out of her. “How little we really know of each other.”
“Humans and qunari, or you and I?” She asks, before she can help it.
Faltering, the human pulls her hand away, and Aasifa is bereft. How foolish she is, how senseless.
But when Josephine tilts her chin up, her eyes glimmer like dark jewels, and Aasifa's breath whooshes out from her lungs.
“Both, I should think.” She says, and there is a flustered coyness that makes Aasifa’s scalp prickle with nerves and her insides burn with delight.
A little excerpt from my pre-relationship fic to accompany this GORGEOUS art i commissioned from @tzedekart 😭 Thank you so much for the time, talent, and the complete infusion of sapphic softness you poured into this gorgeous piece ❤