(My Hawke dose not wear a shirt or shoes, i know it sucks I'll fix it later.)

I OWN NOTHING!

Glowing

Fenris could understand why the dwarf wore an open collared shirt, his small but wide stature made collared shirts uncomfortable. he didn't quite know why the mage women wore scarves, maybe their necks got cold. He could understand why the cat loving Templar wore armor, it was a given. But he could not begin to understand why that infuriating human waltz around half naked! The lack of shoes was reasonable, he himself didn't wear shoes, but for maker's sake he could at least put a shirt on.

Currently our little "group" was taking a rest from our travels by a small river, and said human was knelling by the edge and "cooling off" as he calls it, cupping the water in his hands and splashing it on his face, running his wet fingers through his hair. a droplet of water slide down his chin and dropped onto his collar bone, working its way down his muscular, hairless chest it came to rest at his low pant line. i adverted my eyes as i felt a slight heat creep up my neck and my stomach felt as though it were fluttering. I scowled down at my reflection, why did this mere human cause these feelings to stir up inside me, it must be some form of loathing, though that didn't make since neither. I had no reason to hate Hawke, it must be because of his constant flirting and that irritating smirk he always wore.

"Pardon me Fenris, but did you stub your toe." A sweet voice like a flute broke my inner conflict as i looked up to see the elven mage. Slightly confused I answered with a suspicious "No" causing her smile to fall slightly.

"Did you hurt your back?"

"No"

"hmm, did someone smack you in the face" i heard the human laugh behind me and scowled again.

"No, why do you ask"

"You're always scowling, Veric told me you were just brooding, but there must be something wrong."

"Maybe it's just a way to pick up guys."

I jumped as i heard Hawkes voice from beside me, i fought at the blush that was threating to form, and glared at the human. "See, it's working." he said leaning in as if to kiss me. I panicked and did what any sensible elf would do.

xXx

The sun was beginning to set just as it does every day, as we sat up camp a few feet away from the river, i smirked as i recalled the rather girly sound that hawke made when he fell into the cold water. It was not my intent to land him in the river but it did get a good laugh out of everyone.

"ah, he dose smile."

I jumped for the second time that day as hawke appeared behind me. i finished packing my belongings in my tent befor i turned around to scowl in his direction, he held up his hands in mock surrender and walked closer. He is bordering on my personal space, usually when someone dose that they end up dead. but hawke is different, i don't feel the urge to kill him, it is strange. Now he's getting to close. Wait . . . what is he doing!

" I bet your cute when you blush." And before i could do anything to stop him he was kissing me, it wasn't as bad as i expected, but it was over all too soon. It was his turn to jump back in surprise as the lyrium did what it does best. Glowed.

xXx

Veric sat back smugly in his chair and took in the faces of his captures. It was rather amusing when the guards abandon their duties to listen to his story about the Great Champions love interest. Even the scary looking woman stopped interrupting when he told them about hawke's little crush on Finris. And of course his habit of glowing when he blushed.

That's it sorry its short and stupid but i have school tomorrow, and i have to get this up before my friend (Take That lycan) i will fix it later.