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Fenris had already informed Anders of the errands he needed to run so his mage wouldn't be surprised when he left upon entering Kirkwall. He needed to speak with Varric before Wicked Grace tonight and there was some shopping to be done. Anders just wanted to get back to the clinic. Flirting with Hawke was a tiring business. Granted they could have let him off the hook this morning but this contest was Hawke's idea and paybacks were in order for the crap they've had to put up with. Hawke was just glad to see the backside of both of them. Surely his face was stained red from all the blushing he had done.
Anders hummed to himself as he entered Darktown. He knew the route by heart so payed little attention to his surroundings, to busy thinking of what would need to be packed and what could be left. Shouldn't take him long neither Fenris nor himself owned very much and then he could get some healing done. A smile spread onto his face as he thought about Fenris asking him to move in. It was probably strange how happy that made him. After all Fenris had been living in the clinic for a while now but to be invited to the elf's personal space... well he just never really thought Fenris would want him there. And he was fine with that, truly. Knew the ex slave would want privacy from time to time, they had jumped into the relationship kind of quickly so it was expected. Then Fenris had surprised him yet again.
The door to the clinic was intact and locked and Anders sighed in relief. He left the lantern unlit for the moment wanting to take a quick bath and pack first. Anders stepped through the door and stopped. Some one had been in his clinic the place was a mess. Cots over turned, sheets torn and throw on the floor. His shelf of potions askew, the potions themselves shattered on the floor. It took Anders a moment to realize the whimpering sound was coming from him. Serah Chewy was... the fence confining the goat was broken and the goat was no where to be seen.
Anders stumbled farther into the clinic looking for clues as to who had gotten inside. A meeeeehhhh sound had Anders rushing to his room and throwing back the curtains. Serah Chewy gave him a rather unimpressed stare and continued chewing on... Anders cocked his head to the side. "Oh no no no! That's Fenris' tunic he will kill you." Dragging his hand threw his hair Anders took in the overturned cot and scattered books. Some voices filtered in from the clinic but Anders ignored the calls as he began to search. He caught sight of a patch of red and rushed to grab his thankfully still intact pillow. Another call for 'healer' had him dragging a clearly unrepentant goat, making sure to keep his pillow at a safe distance, into the main area.
A collective sigh ran through the clinic once everyone saw their healer whole and unharmed. Some one unburdened Anders of Serah Chewy as another begin to repair the fence. He stood a moment just watching as the people of Darktown began to set his clinics to right. He knew most of them by name having healed them time and time again over the years so it shouldn't shock him that they would help out like this. Fenris would roll his eyes and point out they love him if he could hear Anders thoughts. Chuckling to himself he returned his pillow to his room and started straightening up, packing what little wasn't destroyed by a mischievous goat.
Fenris returned bringing lunch but stopped in the open doorway. Anders was healing like he always does and didn't seem in distress but something was off. Slowly he took in his surroundings. The potions shelves seemed a little emptier and if he wasn't mistaken there were more holes in the sheets covering the cots. Glancing over at Serah Chewy he paused in his perusal. Fenris narrowed his as eyes at the goat who was contentedly chewing on some black fabric. That my tunic! Snapping his eyes to his lover he found Anders watching him. "Please don't kill her." Sighing Fenris set the food on the desk. "Eat, explain, and I will consider it."
Fenris agreed not to kill the goat but he did drag it, and their packs, up to his mansion after lunch. This way they wouldn't have to return to the clinic tonight, instead they could head straight home from the Hanged Man. Anything else could be moved as needed. After stashing their belongings and leaving the beast secured in the garden, after double checking that the back door was shut and locked of course, he returned to collect Anders for Wicked Grace.
When Fenris and Anders entered Varric's suite that night all talking ceased. Hawke looked embarrassed and refused to look either of them in the eyes and a few others were attempting to contain their laughter. Normally this might have bothered them but since they were fairly certain Hawke had been complaining about his failed flirting endeavor they pretended not to notice.
They were a couple of hands into the game when Varric piped up. "So Broody..."
"Varric."
"I was wondering something and thought perhaps you might be willing to clear it up."
"If you were wondering if you were going to lose this hand then the answer is yes."
"Ha, no. Actually I was wanting to know just how long you and Anders have been dating."
All eyes (except Anders of course) snapped first to Varric and then slowly slid over to Fenris. All thoughts of continuing the game momentarily abandoned.
Fenris laid his cards on the table to address the dwarf. "Do you remember when I returned from visiting my friend?" Varric nodded. "About a week from then. Why?"
The table exploded in noise everyone demanding to know the whats and whys without stopping to listen for an answer. Sebastian exclaimed it impossible and Hawke was inclined to agree otherwise why would they be flirting with him yesterday. Fenris merely scoffed, turning Anders toward him placing a chaste kiss upon his lips.
Isabela demanded a refund on her deposit for the contest. "If there was no chance to win I want my coin back. Talk about cheating."
Aveline wanted to know why they took the goat if they were already dating while Merrill just offered her congratulations.
Eventually everyone calmed down but Hawke still was curious about one thing. "Wait, I just sort of remembered something. What happened with your friend, the one you stayed that month with?"
Fenris chuckled and watched as Anders blushed and slowly raised a hand waving at Hawke. "Hello." Hawke sat back in his chair eyeing Anders.
"I might miss some things but I think I would have noticed Fenris in your clinic that whole time. And he wasn't there. The only extra person, err animal that was there was Ser... Prickl..." Anders and Fenris watch as realization washed over Hawke's face. "Oh come on! That whole time you were a hedgehog?! I want explanations."
The rest of the evening was spent with stories about hedgehogs and admittance that they knew about the contest peppered with lewd suggestions from Isabela. Which made Hawke blush worse than ever.
They boys left a little earlier than normal, both just wanting to go home and rest. Fenris was nervous on the walk over wondering over and over if Anders would like it. He should have though. Once the door was opened and they stepped inside Anders stopped taking in the clean, body free floors.
"OH! You. You cleaned. For me?"
"Only some of the house. The rooms I thought we would use. I would like... you to be comfortable here, with me."
Anders hugged Fenris close. "I would have been comfortable with the dead bodies and mushrooms as long as they weren't in the bedroom but thank you." They stood a moment just enjoying each others company. "So does this mean I can get a cat?"
Fenris drew back laughing then led Anders up stairs to the bathing chamber where they took a long relaxing bath before laying down in their bed. They exchanged slow kisses in between quiet talks for a while before finally settling down to sleep. Anders snuggled close to his elf all warm and content. Fenris wrapped his arms tighter around his mage kissing him on the temple just listening as Anders breathes evened out.
"Good Night Amatus."