This is my first Skyrim fic, so please be nice! Warning, this fic will contain gay romance and eventually marriage. R/R Marsh friends!
Scouts-Many-Marshes put down the last box of his items in Tereethis' small home. The slightly younger Argonian offered him to stay at his house since Marshes didn't officially own a home yet. He usually stayed at the Argonian Assemblage in Windhelm, going to work at the docks early in the morning and sometimes well into the night.
Whiterun was prosperous enough, Marshes thought, and the people were civil to him and that was pretty good seeing that not many Argonians resided here. He had also seen a small market place north of the home, teeming with merchants who sold a variety of things.
"Are you settling in well?"
Marshes turned to see Tereethis, only realizing it was him because of his voice. He was clad in what he called 'Nightingale Armor.' It was black as night and held a mystery that seemed as if no one could solve it. Mashes had no idea what a Nightingale was, and Tereethis seemed reluctant to speak of it. A black cape fluttered behind him, the hood of the armor was down, showing the Argonian's dark green scales and yellow eyes. The ebony blade at Tereethis' hip clattered as he moved to help Marshes pick up one of his last boxes.
"Yes, I am," said Marshes, following Tereethis up the stairs. "This house of yours is wondrous, at least to these eyes." Tereethis nodded. "It is fairly sized and once I have more coin, I can purchase better decorations." They placed the boxes among a small pile of others in a miniscule room across from Tereethis'. "I apologize that I don't have another bed for you to sleep in, Marshes," Tereethis said, apologetic. Marshes shook his head, the blue feathered hair atop his head swaying. "Giving me a place to live is enough, my friend." Tereethis' scaly brow furrowed. "As you wish."
"But, you must know, that I have-" Tereethis was cut off as the door downstairs opened and the patter of feet could be heard. "Pa!" Two human girls came running up the stairs and jumped in Tereethis' arms. Tereethis chuckled, embracing the girls tightly. "Hello, Lucia, Sofie. How was your day?" Lucia, a brown haired, energetic girl smiled brightly. "Fun, Pa!" she exclaimed excitedly. "Sofie and I played in the markets with Ms. Lydia all day!" Tereethis smiled at her, turning to Sofie. She had the same color hair as her sister, but was shyer than she was. "Did you have fun too, Sofie?" She nodded, shyly and Tereethis ruffled the girl's hair.
"Who's your friend, Pa?" Lucia pointed to Marshes, who was staring in surprise. Tereethis cursed mentally, standing up. "Girls, this is my friend, Scouts-Many-Marshes. You can call him Marshes for short." Lucia stared in amazement and Sofie hid behind her adoptive father, ever the shy, flower selling girl Tereethis found in Windhelm. Marshes snapped out of his surprised look and gave a warm smile to the human girls. "Nice to meet you, girls."
Lucia giggled, running down the steps and Sofie followed her. Tereethis rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment, turning to Marshes. "Sorry, I was about to tell you, but." Marshes smiled and let out a rumbling laugh. "It's fine. They are good girls."
"Indeed," Tereethis agreed.
The two stood there for a moment, not in uncomfortable silence, but a nice one. Tereethis coughed, his hand twitched slightly for some reason. "I hate to leave you with so much to do, but I have a job to do. I will return once I have finished it. It shouldn't be long."
"Wait," Marshes said as Tereethis turned to go back downstairs. The Assassin turned. "Yes?" Marshes rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I wanted to thank you again for letting me live here."
"Marshes, you don't have to-"
Marshes held up a hand to stop Tereethis. "No, I want to. I thought I could treat you to a drink tonight to properly thank you for helping me."
Tereethis was about to say no, but realized it would be pointless and Marshes would simply insist. With a small sigh, the Argonian nodded, pulling his hood up and clouding his face again. "As you wish," his voice came a little muffled as he put a mask over his mouth. "I shall meet you at The Bannered Mare at around ten tonight." And with that, he was gone, the flutter of his black cape carrying a watery scent. He enjoyed swimming it seemed.
Marshes smiled, working on getting his possessions out of the boxes, doing his best not to smile so broadly at his fumbling attempt to spend some time with his friend.
Aww, isn't Marshes sweet? That was him attempting trying to ask Tereethis on a date. Tereethis has no idea it can be considered one, he isn't used to having close friends.
Tereethis: Is this a date, Marshes?
Marshes: *turns red* N-no! I'm just thanking you for letting me live in your home.
Me: Sureā¦.
Tereethis: Oh, you have my thanks then.
Marshes: S-sure
