Yeah. ( Hawke agreed and decided once again not to try and parse through the myriad of confusing feelings he currently felt. All the blood was rushing south anyway, and thinking logically was kind of hard.
Besides...he had had feelings for Anders. Feelings he never expressed because he had so many other things to worry about. Then he was gone - they were both gone.
Hawke kept his hand on Anders thigh, turned so he could cup the other man's cheek to try and tilt his head toward him. The end goal? A very sloppy, wine-flavored kiss. )
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Besides...he had had feelings for Anders. Feelings he never expressed because he had so many other things to worry about. Then he was gone - they were both gone.
Hawke kept his hand on Anders thigh, turned so he could cup the other man's cheek to try and tilt his head toward him. The end goal? A very sloppy, wine-flavored kiss. )