Based on the prompt: Ok so earlier I saw a head canon that Aedion had a crush on Dorian as a child. And I need some Aedion x Dorian content. I don't care what it is, but it's my new fave crack ship. Thanks!
A/N: I know this is considered a crack ship, but I am there with you hun. This was written as an HOF au. It will be continued, as I just need to decide which fork of the road I want to follow ;)
Aedion was not sure if he wanted to push the crowned prince into the hedge of rose bushes or to kiss him. He had always felt a pull towards the prince and many nights he fantasized what it would be like, if their childhoods had been different. Before the fall of Terrasen he could have loved Dorian.
The hell with it, he had already lost too much, he deserved a sliver of happiness, even if it was just in this single moment. Just a moment before the prince rejected him and in turn crushing his adolescent fantasy.
He pulled the prince close to him, hovering an inch above his lips. His heart nearly jumped out of his skin when Dorian gently pressed his lips to his own. As if to disprove his earlier thoughts, the kiss was soft and gentle. He let the warmth of the kiss, of Dorian’s body fill his cracking soul. It felt right, right enough that the guilt that should have encased him had no room for purchase.
He wasn’t sure how long they had kissed for and honestly he didn’t care, “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”
Dorian was breathless, “Me too, ever since you smiled at me for eating like a princess.”
He looked up at the General, the wolf. His heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. He was lost in the brightest turquoise eyes that were ringed with gold, Ashryver eyes. Aedion’s eyes were solemn at the mention of the memory, a time when he was a prince in a great kingdom, long before he became the whore of another. Aedion’s eyes reminded him of another set, they were just like Celaena’s the night she played the pianoforte. He couldn’t breathe. You will always be my enemy.
In a voice so low that no human ears would be able to overhear, “Aedion you have to go, we have to go.”
He motioned Aedion to follow him, the general complied and followed him to Celeana’s room. In a voice barely audible, “Meet me here at ten tonight, pack light.”
