#bootyshortsjesus

[jacensolodjo]

O-punned yourself to that response

[9:28:10 PM] Aureha: leo i feel like a traitor i am being punned at and it's not by you

[10:04:47 PM] Slywolf Mando'ad: wow rude who dares tread on my territory

[10:06:03 PM] Aureha: omg

[10:07:39 PM] Slywolf Mando'ad: they should be punished

[10:07:51 PM] Aureha: leO

[10:08:09 PM] Slywolf Mando'ad: You set yourself up for that one

[10:08:21 PM] Aureha: I did

[rprambles]

prompt: And all these flowers for you.

He has it bad, he knows.

It’s more than the fleeting spike of attraction when a pretty fellow catches his eye; that passes quickly if he ignores it. But Dorian’s not the sort that can be ignored. Everything about him sticks in the memory and brings Olek right back. Not that he minds, Maker knows he wants nothing more than to fill his head and life with memories of Dorian.

Oh, he has it bad. Like he had it with Renat, and that’s why he’s cautious. He knows it’s different; he’s been honest about his work with the Carta from the start and Dorian is not Renat. Renat had chased Olek, flirting and inviting the shyer man out. Dorian seems to prefer being chased, just enough lilt to his voice and intent in his words to keep him interested.

And Olek is interested. He just isn’t sure how to go about it. He doesn’t want Dorian to think he wants to play around for a bit before getting on with saving the world. It’s more than just flirting and a stolen kiss here and there and he hopes it’ll be more than a romp in bed. He’s serious about this. About him.

So, gifts is the next step right? That was how nobles courted, big showy favors of their affection. Only Dorian doesn’t like big and showy, at least not when it came to this. Olek can understand not wanting people staring and talking and the last thing he wants is to make Dorian uncomfortable.

So Olek keeps it small. A bush in the courtyard had bloomed with the change of seasons,petals delicate and pink. Not as fancy as Dorian deserves, but still good. He hopes. He clips off a small branch with his boot knife and carries it up to the library with him.

Dorian sits in his alcove, books open in his lap. He looks up as Olek approaches and the curl of a smile sends the dwarf’s heart hammering. “Making the morning rounds, I see?”

“Somethin’ like that.” He limps a little closer and holds out the branch in offering. “Ah, here, for you.”

Surprise slips through the mage’s careful mask and he gingerly takes the branch. “Flowers?”

“Yeah.” Olek has to fight the urge to duck his head, glancing away as he thumbs the bridge of his nose. “I don’t know how courtin’ works in Tevinter...or at all, I guess. But flowers seemed a good bet.”

Dorian looks as if he’s not sure what to make of that. “In my experience, they involve fancy but meaningless gifts of jewelry or fashion. Its more for show than anything.”

That seems really sad to him, and he says as much. Dorian hums, a small smile rising to his face. “Quite. I prefer scented oils anyway, I find others cannot meet my taste in clothes.”

Scented oils. He could probably find some nice things in Val Royeaux’s markets, though they might not have scents Dorian would like. Maybe in Antiva? He could ask Josephine. “I’ll remember that,” Olek promises.

Dorian blinks. “That’s not necessary, Olek-”

“I want to,” he insists. He wants to do nice things for Dorian. The man can insist it’s not needed, but Olek’s seen how he lights up at a new robe or fancy meals. “I like you, Dorian, a lot, and I want-”

“Inquisitor!”

Skyhold’s messengers have the worst damn timing. Olek spits a curse before shouting back, “On my way!”

“No rest for the esteemed leader, it seems,” Dorian muses with a sympathetic smile.

“Yeah. I’ll talk t’ you later?”

He nods and Olek grins. Before he can stop himself or doubt, he steps forward and presses a kiss to Dorian’s cheek. He’d rather kiss him proper, but the messenger won’t wait, he knows, and he doesn’t want to put Dorian on the spot. So just a quick kiss and he’s off down the stairs. His leg twitches in time with the thump of his heartbeat and he can’t keep a smile off his face.

Shit, he has it bad.

[jacensolodjo]

bootyshortsjesus replied to your post:tfw when the shell of the sunflower seed is huge...

that is the worst tho

disappointing as hell, dammit.

and i prefer the flavored ones so i can’t even complain it isn’t as advertised since the same company makes ‘jumbo’ ones which I have rn too

[rprambles]

Aureha: suggest something not angsty to write

Wino Hawke: pain and death

Aureha: WHAT EVEN

[jacensolodjo]

[11:15:34 AM] Slywolf Mando'ad: I saw a commercial for magic mike xxl and good lord I am definitely not going to be watching for the plot. more like look joe manganiello is shirtless and the dude is ripped [11:15:52 AM] Slywolf Mando'ad: i have a weakness for a guy with nice abs and biceps

[jacensolodjo]

bootyshortsjesus replied to your post:1582

June 21st! Honnouji. c:

I figured it was something like that lol

[rprambles]

Aureha: get off the train

Wino Hawke: NEVER

Aureha: TRAINS ARE BAD

Wino Hawke: NOPE

Wino Hawke: NOT THIS TRAIN

Wino Hawke: IMMA RIDE THIS TRAIN TILL I DIE

Wino Hawke: FALLOUTFALLOUTFALLOUT

[crocobae]

Kev: y not Kev: get a harem Kev: famous last words Kev: even more famous last words Kev: his face Kev: my cracker just stabbed me... Kev: famous last words were correct