“Like, I don’t expect to ever have to take a bullet for you, but I would.” HSG FenHawke
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Garrett's somewhat aware that Fenris is absolutely, 500% correct about this. But he's having a really good time, and he's sure that his attempts to wrap all his long limbs around Fenris like an octopus mated with a bear trap and the result of that union created an unholy lich with a love for snuggling is- it's a good and important impulse, is what it is, and Fenris doesn't seem to mind too much.
"You're cold, and I love you, and I'm helping," says Garrett, burying his face in Fenris's neck. This time Fenris does squirm a bit in response.
"But the rest of me is helping! And anyway, it's a hazard of the times. The event. The experience."
"The time, the event, and the experience being September, a meteor shower, and dying of hypothermia in a farmer's field in Abbotsford?"
Garrett pouts. "You can't tell me it's not a pretty sight."
"Hmm," Fenris says, and takes a long swallow from his bottle of wine. "It is a pretty sight."
"Yeahhhhh," says Garrett, snuggling closer. "I win."
"I do. I'm in a field with a fantastically attractive man and there are like, stars. That's the epitome of winning. You're the epitome of winning."
"Mhm. And the epitome of handsomeness."
"And the epitome of like... okay, I'm drunk."
"But for real, you're just like- whoa."
"Like, it's like that movie we watched."
"Ah yes, that movie. Out of the many movies we've seen together. That specific one."
"Okay, you're making fun of me, and I get that, but listen- you know that thing in movies, where someone does like, that flying leap in front of someone else and then the slo-mo kicks in and the strings start and it's like, 'Oh no!'"
"Like, I don't expect to ever have to take a bullet for you, but I would, is what I'm saying."
Fenris is silent for a moment, then he shifts in Garrett's arms, and even lit by the starlight Fenris's face is very hard to read.
"You're an exceptionally silly man," he says eventually, his voice soft.
"You're an exceptionally... man..." Garrett says, and frowns. "Fen, I think I'm drunk."
"I'm shocked," says Fenris, not sounding very shocked at all, and despite how cold the rest of him is, his lips are very warm when they press against Garrett's mouth.
