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1. round here, the quiet die young by ceridite

   Fandoms: Critical Role (Web Series)  

   • Not Rated
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   27 Jan 2022

   Tags

   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • Orym & Dorian Storm
   • Orym/Dorian Storm
   • Orym (Critical Role)
   • Dorian Storm
   • Pre-Relationship
   • its not explicit but its building to something
   • Hurt/Comfort
   • Emotional Hurt/Comfort
   • Dissociation
   • Self-Worth Issues
   • two emotionally stunted men trying to talk through their week from hell: the fic
   • spoilers up to cr3 ep11
   • Grief/Mourning

   Summary

   "Orym." When he doesn't immediately respond, the bard clears his throat. Orym hears him take a step out onto the patio. He's more insistent when he continues. "I can see you."

   Orym stays where he is. "I know that,"

   "Were you hiding?"

   "Why would I be hiding?"

   "Right, of course not," Dorian agrees kindly, cognizant of the fact he's half-obscured by shrubbery.

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