A crushing embrace. A hard chestplate pressing uncomofrtably against his chest. A face hidden in his shoulder. A soft relieved sigh just beside his ear.Ah, yes. He remembered that day. Liam had hugged him out of the blue. It had taken him quite by surprise. The templar had pulled away soon and had smiled at him with a glint in his eyes. Those bright eyes. As if they shone with the very Light of the Maker itself. “Maker less you, Brother Vael”, he had said. They had bid their goodbyes and left.He was pulling away now and smiling up at him. Only that his arms remained where they laid on the brother’s shoulders. And then he smiled at him with those bright smiling eyes."Sebastian", he said, no whispered.Suddenly there was no chest-plate pressing into him, just a bare chest against another, warm flesh on equally warm flesh. He lifted his hand to brush his fingers softly against Liam’s cheek, his neck, those scars… Ever since he saw them first, peeking out of his armor, Sebastian had wondered, how much further they would be going down. If there were other scars, those more usual for a templar, overlapping with them. He couldn’t see them, couldn’t look. Could only feel the unevenness of hot skin under his fingers, as he let them wander further down his chest."Sebastian"He leaned down to kiss the man.And woke with a start. Panting heavily he stared at the ceiling above him, his sweaty bangs clinging to his forehead. He groaned, as he wiped his hand over his face."Maker preserve me."This was not the right time, to fall into old, bad habits.The faint light coming in from the window told him that it had just began to dawn outside. At least another hour until the Chantry folks would rise and another one before the Chantry would be opened for monring services.He got up and silently slipped int hos robes. Even as he walked the familiar path from the dormitory to the main hall, memories from that dream flashed before his inner eyes. As soon as he had reached the golden statue of Andraste, he knelt down, folding his and closed his eyes. He had a lot of praying to do.