"Love is not a Disease~"
Murtagh x Eragon
Murtagh and Eragon had eventually found each other again after Murtagh left. They were both ecstatic, and had decided to live in their own house together, with Thorn and Saphira, too. They didn't really see each other much; Eragon was adventurous and Murtagh preferred to stay at home...
One day, Eragon came home early from one of his adventures and landed Saphira in the wide meadow that covered their tiny hut. "Why did you want to land, Little One?..." Saphira inquired, a bit irritated at her master's command to disorder their schedule. "I've decided to take a break early today. I kind of want to dedicate most of my day to Tag." Eragon answered, unsure of the reason behind his actions. "...Okay." Saphira went off to find Thorn, hoping the ruby dragon would fufill her needs for excitement and adventure at least.
Eragon walked in the hut and upstairs, knocking lightly on Murtagh's door, then entering without waiting for an answer. He found Murtagh sitting on a poorly made wooden bench, staring out the window, the sunlight making his green eyes vivid, and his dark hair look sleek. In his hand was a cup of hot tea with a mint leaf in it. Eragon had never taken the time to study Murtagh, but for a good fifteen seconds that Murtagh didn't know he was there, he did. And now that he had, something sparked in him...
His heart skipped a beat...A red hot blush creeped up his neck and went into his face, all the way up to his elf-like ears...A tingle threatened to grow, all over his body...