Based on Sebastian’s bullshit banter with Fenris. My Fenhawke romance (Anna Hawke,) a quick little snippit.
“It’s our duty to tell the Templars.”
Hawke’s footsteps slowed, her ear twitching towards the side she’d heard Sebastian talking from. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Anders’s fist clenching.
“Then why haven’t you done it?” Thank the Maker Fenris seemed uninterested at best, with maybe just a smidge of defensiveness underneath his tone.
“I guess I was hoping they’d come to it on their own.”
Hawke’s teeth clicked before she began to ground them, her heart beginning to beat faster. Sebastian had said some outrageous shit before but this? To make matters worse, she really didn’t know him well enough to know whether or not she could dismiss his words as mere folly. For all she knew, he was being deadly serious.
“And then you wouldn’t have to betray Hawke’s friends, right?”
“That’s not reason enough to allow a maleficar to walk free.”
Apparently, it had not dawned on Sebastian that Hawke was listening, even though she’d stopped walking and was currently vaguely inspecting a piece of jewelry she would never wear in a thousand years.
“You don’t think the Templars know I’m here?” There was a sort of smugness in Anders’s voice, a haughtiness. “They just haven’t caught me yet.”
“Which of us should do it? Shall we draw lots?” Lots?!
Fenris was quick to deny him, though, and part of Hawke was relieved. He’d made assurances to her that he’d not betray her in the past, but despite their amorous relationship, she’d always felt…wary of those assurances, as though just one spell gone awry might undo all the trust (and the eventual love) they’d built together. “Uh-uh. You want to turn them in, you work it out with Hawke.”
She could hear Sebastian open his mouth to speak, but she spun on her heel and doubled on him quick as she could. The genuine fear in his eyes was enough to send a shiver of delight down her spine. If he wore fabric instead of that ridiculous armor, she’d have grabbed him and pulled him in close, but she settled for a sharp push, sending him into the wall behind him. She moved in so close she could smell his breath and whispered with more menace than she’d ever uttered anything before in her life, “You talk to the Templars and you’re dead, Sebastian Vael.” A small part of her wished she had some sort of ability like Fenris’s lyrium, or even that she was possessed like Anders so she could flash a menacing color, but she settled for the crackle of sparks that passed through her fingers. The fear in Sebastian’s eyes was enough for now, but she shoved him once more for good measure.
“H-Hawke, I…”
She shoved away from him and pointed at him. “I will die to protect my friends, Vael. I may not give a shit what happens to me, but you can bet on it that I will stop at nothing to keep Anders and Merrill safe. Mark my words.”
He swallowed hard and nodded. “Y-yes, Hawke.”
She nodded once, firmly, then spun on her heel and stalked off. She didn’t have to look behind her to see Fenris’s bemused smirk, to feel Anders’s smugness rolling off him in waves.
He must have assumed she was out of earshot after a moment because he whispered to Fenris, “And you truly love that? An insane malefic—”
The sound of Fenris punching him in the gut reverberated through the marketplace, and though she hid it well, a broad smile spread across Anna’s face, made only larger when Fenris trotted up to walk by her side. They could still hear Sebastian sputtering and gasping for breath as they rounded the corner, and the look that passed between them was filled with nothing less than love.
fenhawke headcanon you say? this is very tame and silly, but lately i can't stop thinking about the idea of fenris caring for hawke's mabari while hawke is away. i'm sure he'd be hesitant at first, because what does he know about taking care of a dog - but, then, how can he refuse hawke a favour?
so then we have fenris walking a mabari that's practically the same size as him around hightown, no doubt talking to it in a dry tone and full sentences like it's a fellow person. slowly warming up to the beast. at least until it affectionately sits its giant self on top of fenris and falls asleep, trapping him there.
(also, imagine hawke's absolute delight if they ever came upon the sight of fenris squished by mabari but unwilling to disturb its nap... magic.)
I
I love this
all of it
but most importantly Hawke getting home and finding this:
