This fic contains a M/M relationship, if you do not like m/m then DO NOT read this fic, click the back button, it's right there. You have been warned!
I do not own Dragon Age II, if I did I wouldn't be writing DAII fanfiction. :)
Good Luck is the fifth Aiden Hawke/ Fenris one shot. Though it is not necessary, I recommend you read the one shots in order.
Male Hawke/Fenris Friend-mance.
Good Luck
Aiden Hawke watched the Qunari herd the terrified nobles past the Arishok and onto the balcony. Hawke turned and headed toward the center of the room.
"Hawke, don't do this." Isabela pleaded, "This is my battle not yours."
"Be grateful Hawke is worthy of a duel." Fenris said. "If he weren't…"
"But, I caused this." Isabela interrupted.
"Isabela…" Hawke started.
"No Hawke! Worthy or not you shouldn't be cleaning up my mess!"
"Forget it Rivaini," Varric spoke up, A herd of wild brontos wouldn't/couldn't make Hawke change his mind."
"I don't' know." Hawke cracked a smile, "brontos are pretty scary."
"This is no time for jokes, Hawke" Isabela scolded.
"I'm sure Hawke has a plan. He always does." Merrill smiled.
"I'll be fine Isabela." Hawke assured.
"You better be. I'll never forgive myself if you die."
"Enough!" The Arishok bellowed, "Your friends must leave the floor now!"
"One more thing, Hawke." Fenris said as Isabela, Varric and Merrill headed towards the steps.
"Yeah?"
Fenris placed his hand on Hawke's shoulder. In one swift movement he slid his hand to the back of Hawke's neck and pressed their lips together. Before Hawke could react Fenris pulled away.
"Good luck Aiden." Fenris whispered, "Be careful."
Fenris walked over to join the others on the steps, doing his best to ignore the whispering nobles.
"Well," Varric mused, "that was a rare sight."
Fenris huffed.
"Aw…" Merrill cooed, "that was sweet Fenris."
"Oh, be quiet witch."
"Maybe Hawke should get in to life threating situations more often." Isabela smiled mischievously.
Fenris glared at the pirate.
"I'm only joking," Isabela said, holding her hands up in defense, "But, that was a wondrous sight."
Hawke moved around the room, turning to send spells at the menacing horned beast trailing behind him. The Arishok had landed several hits on him as well, most of which had sent him flying.
The fight had been going on for a while and Hawke was getting tired.
(ADD DESCRIPTIONS OF FRIENDS)
'If I don't beat him soon… No! I can't think like that.' Hawke thought, 'I can do this. I know I can.'
The Arishok lowered his head and charged. Hawke dove out of the way, narrowly avoiding being trampled by the Qunari leader.
'I wonder…' Hawke thought.
Hawke ran across the room. The Arishok growled and ran after him.
Hawke turned to face his aggressor. The Arishok charged him again. Hawke leapt out of the way causing the Arishok to crash into the wall behind him.
Hawke ran off again, pausing in the center of the room. Hawke called upon all his mana. The Arishok started coming at him again. Hawke shot a huge ice spell at the Arishok, knocking him to the landing on the steps. Hawke cautiously approached the fallen Qunari.
When he heard the Arishok's gasping breaths he realized the Qunari leader was dying.
"One day…" The Arishok struggled to speak, "we shall return." With that, the mighty Arishok died.
Hawke glanced over at a nearby Qunari. The Qunari looked at the others and nodded towards the door. Hawke stood over the Arishok as the other Qunari walked past him, with a twirl of his staff he headed down the steps.
Meredith and Orsino arrived with a few Templars in tow.
"Is it over?" Meredith asked.
"It's over." Hawke affirmed.
"The city has been saved!" A nobleman called out.
All the nobles cheered.
Meredith gazed at the nobles for a moment before turning to Hawke. She sheathed her blade and stepped closer to Hawke.
"It appears we have a new champion."
All the nobles cheered again.
All the nobles thanked Hawke for his bravery as they headed out of the throne room./ The nobles headed out of the throne room, thanking Hawke as they passed.
"Well done Champion." Orsino said as the last of the nobles left the room.
"Thank you First Enchanter. But, I doubt I would have made it this far without your help."
"That is kind of you to say Champion; but you are the one who defeated the Arishok not me."
"You lead the guards away, allowing me access to the Keep." Hawke smiled, "I would have been too tired to duel the Arishok if I had to fight them as well."/ "If I had to fight them as well I would have been too tired to duel the Arishok."
"Very well Champion." Orsino smiled, "I'm glad to have assisted in your endeavor. If you'll excuse me, I should see to the injured."
"Farewell, First Enchanter."
Orsino bowed slightly before heading out of the throne room.
"I say we celebrate." Varric said cheerfully, "What do you say to drinks at The Hanged Man?"
"With all the destruction caused by the Qunari, it is very likely that The Hanged Man will be closed. / "Considering the destruction caused by the Qunari The Hanged Man will likely be closed." Fenris pointed out.
"Then how about drinks at the Hawke Estate?" Varric looked at Hawke, questioningly.
"Alright." Hawke agreed, "Sounds good."
"I could use a drink." Isabela tried to smile.
"Can we play cards?" Merrill asked excitedly.
"Sure Daisy." Varric smiled.
"Yay!" Merrill smiled brightly.
"You in Fenris?" Hawke asked.
"Well…"
"Come on Broody," Varric smiled, "Hawke will be sad if you don't."
"So very sad." Hawke added, playing along.
"Alright." Fenris sighed, "I will join you."
"Good." Merrill smiled, "I don't want Hawke to be sad."
"Oh, Merrill…" Isabela shook her head.
"What? Is it bad to want your friends to be happy?" Merrill asked, confused.
"No, it's not a bad thing." Isabela said gently. "I'll explain later Kitten."
"You three go on ahead. Fenris and I will be along shortly." Hawke said.
"See you there." Varric said, as the three of them headed for the door.
"Now," Hawke turned to face Fenris, "I do believe I owe you something."
"You… owe me something?"
"Yes; now what was it?" Hawke tapped his chin, pondering. "Oh, right." He leaned forward and kissed Fenris on the cheek. "Thank you." He whispered.
"Hmm." Fenris smiled slightly.
"Come on," Hawke smiled, "let's get to the Estate before Varric and Isabela drink it dry."
Fenris chuckled, "Right behind you."
Hawke and Fenris left the Throne room side by side.