It's Cullavellan Week! I have never actually written for this pairing before, but I wanted to give this a shot, soooo be gentle!

Totally a day late, which I'm pretty sure is going to be the theme this whole week .

Day 1: Hobbies

There were plenty of things they liked to do together, from playing chess to taking late night walks on the battlements. In a time where this kind of alone time was a luxury for people like them, Cullen cherished every moment of it. He really cherished these times with her, but he would always hold what they were doing now close to his heart.

It wasn't every day they got to sit around, and just stare at the puzzle before them, trying to figure it out.

It had all started when Dorian had apparently found out Lavellan liked puzzles. He'd given her a complicated wooden puzzle that formed a square when solved. She'd taken it with her everywhere, even missions and council meetings. It had consumed her, and Cullen hadn't wanted to admit it then, but it had kind of consumed him too.

He had always loved riddles, and complicated mysteries. Focusing on something so complex had always had a way of calming his mind. He had managed to memorize the angles of the box, and whenever he needed to get his mind off things, he'd try to solve it in his mind. Once he'd solved it, he'd showed Lavellan the answer when she had been in his office the next day.

The look on her face had been one for the books, but it had started something for them. After that, they would take at least one night a week when she was at Skyhold to solve some type of riddle, courtesy of Varric and Dorian. The two were surprisingly masterminds when it came to these things. Each task or line would get increasingly harder. It was a challenge the two looked forward to when they could manage.

If anyone would have told him that his hobby of solving complex mind games would someday lead to the love of his life, he would have scoffed at the impossibility. Now, he was grateful that he'd found someone he loved that enjoyed the same things he did. She chased away his darkness, gave him the power to stick to his convictions.

"HA!" He was brought out of his thoughts when Lavellan jumped out of her seat. "Cullen, I believe I have solved this riddle."

His brows furrowed as he stared down at the words on a single parchment on his desk. "What is it?"

She had such a look of triumph on her face. "It's a book."

He looked at her, and then back at the parchment in disbelief. Now that he read it with that answer in mind, it was clear as day.

"Do you want to tell you how I came to that conclusion?" Her eyes shined, causing her simple beauty to become radiant.

This was something else he did, letting her explain it to him when he already understood how it was. Her eyes and hands always took over, the expressiveness touching something in him.

In times like this, he was not the Commander and she was not the Inquisitor.

They were simply a man and woman in love who enjoyed solving mysteries.

AN: Something short to start the week off.

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