Hawke X Merrill Shorts

Chapter 7

Last Night

Summary: A drunk man's actions and words are the thoughts of a sober man

Dull buzzing sound, the terrible pain in the head accompanied by being blinded by the light above, never in Merrill's life did she ever feel so dead. No sooner did she open her eyes she wished she could've tore them out of her sockets, the blinding pain of the light was as if she stared at the sun for an hour and her head felt as it she repeatedly smashed it against a stone wall.

She rolled onto her side with a groan of pain, adjusting her eyes to see the chaos that laid before her. Firstly she saw several empty cans and bottles along the floor of the living room with a box of pizza upon the coffee table, a single slice plopped onto the carpet floor. "What a waste of pizza", she thought to herself dumbly as she looked around so more to wonder if anyone was up and about or dead from last night.

She saw sprawled on the leather black couch was Isabela, face down on the arm of the couch her clothes loosened up with her t-shirt pulled up above her stomach and her PJS ruffled and pulled to her knees. Her hair was messy and unkempt with her bandana that she wore just to annoy the teachers was around her neck.

On the other end of the couch was Aveline, sitting down with a ink moustache and goatee with bold letters across her forehead that spelled "Ball Buster", obviously judging by the poor writing was done by either Isabela or Sera. Speaking of which the blond girl was cuddling with a pillow, occasionally muttering and scratching her nose and her arse, her hair even more messier than usual while her clothes were…well to say the least she was pants less but thankfully she either passed out before she removed the remainder of her lower clothing.

Merrill groaned as she willed herself to get up from the surprisingly comfortable floor, her head felt as if it turned into a forty ton ball, steadying herself by grabbing the table by her. Looking around more she saw just how much of a mess they made, packs of food scattered around the ground with bottles and cans of non-alcohol and alcohol alike, jackets and other articles of clothing were around too.

She can safely say her own clothes were still on her so she can assume she didn't do anything she'd regret later. Just as she was about to wake up someone, suddenly she felt her stomach lurch and immediately she clutched her mouth as she felt everything she had consumed last night was slowly rising up from her stomach. Quickly she ran out of the room and directly into the bathroom and up chucked her stomachs contents.

Inside she threw up everything in her stomach, letting out gutting groans and gags all the while puking. Once she was sure everything was removed from her stomach, she simply sat against the bathroom drawers, shivers racing down her spine and feeling as if she had threw up her intestines. Then, the bathroom door opened to and entered Bethany, Hawke's younger sister who if Merrill was honest looked far better than she did. The girl looked like she had just woken up from being thrown around the place, her hair a mess and some of the fringe stuck to her forehead, her clothes had a stain on her legs which could be from tending to Sera last night.

'Morning Merrill', she whispered as she closed the door behind her with a gentle click. 'Morning Beth…', she said with a shudder. Bethany lightly giggled as she reached for the medicine cabinet and pulled out one or two bottles of aspirin, popping one open for Merrill. Without so much as a question the girl popped the pill in her mouth and swallowed it, earning a cough. Bethany giggled as she and the girl exited the room to see the others slowly enter the room and the sleepers get up.

'Get up Isabela', Aveline groaned as she shook Isabela's shoulder. 'Fuck off I'm hungover', she replied while waving her hand at her abuser. 'And whose fault was that?', Aveline asked with a tired groan. 'Meh', muttered the student.

Merrill turned to see Fenris fiddling with his camera in the back ground with Varric. 'How's your baby there Broody?', Varric asked with a quiet tone as he swallowed his own medicine. 'Well it's not broken but it reeks of soda thanks to Sera', he complained as he wiped it with a dry cloth. 'And she filled the damn SD up, so maker knows what she recorded', he continued.

Then Hawke entered the room, shirtless. 'Has anyone seen my shirt? Thought I left in the living room', he said with an extremely tired tone that indicated he got just as hammered as everyone else last night. Merrill blushed profusely at the sight and quickly against her will averted her gaze from the magnificent body that belonged to Hawke. She saw Bethany smirk at her in response to her shyness.

'Haven't seen it', Isabela said, though Merrill noticed the girl subtly kick what looked like the shirt he wore last night discreetly under the couch. Note to self, give her a plate of cookies for expanding shirtless Hawke time.

'Somebody got lucky last night', Varric said with a smug grin, pointing at Hawke's neck. Upon noticing Merrill saw several lip shaped marks on his neck along with teeth marks on his shoulder, and after leaning to the side she even saw dry blood on his back from scratches. Suddenly the girl felt a dark desire to harm the bitches that tapped her crush…

'Oh maker', Hawke groaned as he ran a hand through his black hair, dread over his face. She couldn't blame him, he just endangered a girl in Merrill's revenge plot. 'Alright, who snagged my pants!?', Sera said, hiding behind a couch, popping her head from it. 'Boob lady!', she accused, pointing at the appropriately named Isabela. 'My room, as usual dear', the busty woman teased with a smirk. Sera grumbled and ducked down behind the couch, all the while muttering profanities of Isabela and pants stealing habits.

'Umm…fellas, Broody's got his camera working', Varric said. Everyone turned to the duo of trouble makers, seeing a blushing Fenris and a Varric who looked ready to burst into laughter. Against her better judgement, Merrill joined everyone as they watched last night unfold.

The first picture was Sera holding the camera with the girls doing a selfie, no doubt Fenris was going to delete it out of spite for the blond loony. The next one was Hawke and Fenris doing arm wrestling and the latter losing to the black haired youth with the girls cheering them on all but Sera who was just doing the bird with both hands.

Third one was a little more risqué, namely because it showed an unaware Bethany and Fenris kissing in the corner, the white haired photographer on a chair with Bethany tearing open his shirt while consuming his lips in the process. There were giggles from the girls while Fenris looked ready to dig his own grave while Bethany turned scarlet.

'So I'm not the only one who got lucky last night', Hawke said as he gave his sister a raised brow and smirk. '…Speak of this to mother and I'll ensure she won't have grandkids from you', warned the blushing sister though her threat did little to him. Fenris went through the next photo and as the film went on they didn't find anything noteworthy and or as Isabela would say "fun".

Until they got to the next one…

There was a picture that showed Isabela holding the camera like a selfie but in the background behind her, they saw Hawke holding up Merrill with her legs around his waist, lips locked in a passionate battle of tongues. Next slid showed Hawke falling backwards with Merrill.

The next showed the girl holding a pair of grey boxers in her hand above the ground…

'So the boxers I found WERE Hawke's', Isabela chimed. Merrill could feel her face burn as if she was face first into a burning fire as her face turned in red while Hawke looked anywhere but at her. Suddenly Merrill was locked into a hug by Isabela. 'My little kitten is so brave! Take the man by force!', she praised.

As the girls cooed and teased the surprisingly brave girl, she turned to a rather embarrassed Hawke, who was being teased by his sister as she prodded him repeatedly. He gave her a sheepish smile as she shyly smiled back at him, mouthing "Worth it" to him.

He smirked in response…

Later

Cleaning up the apartment and after assuring the worrying parents and guardians they didn't do anything illegal and that NO one was in prison. They had to really convince Sera's guardian she wasn't in prison after last time, never trust her with a ball of twine and pink paint.

Merrill was finally pushing the furniture back to where it was after she finished cleaning it up while Hawke emptied the trash bin while everyone else delivered the more hung over members back home. Bethany agreed to walk Fenris back to his place and even asked for a few of those pictures, though Hawke swore if she took ANY of the ones where he and Merrill "bonded" he promise she'll never see her anime posters again.

'…So about last night', he started as they planted themselves on the couch. Merrill twiddled her fingers as the boy tapped the arm rest of the chair. 'I…liked it', she mused. 'Y-Yeah, me too', Hawke responded. She gave him a shy smile as he turned to her. '…M-Maybe, we could, do it again? B-B-B-B-But as um…a couple?', she offered.

'So you like me, the way I like you?', he asked. 'No. I love you', she whispered. He smiled as she climbed onto his lap and snuggled into his chest. 'I love you too', he said.

'…Are you still going to kill Fenris?', she asked. Hawke pondered this but shrugged eventually. 'Eh, they'll be fine together…just KINDA hoping they used protection or at least were safe'.

Merrill knew the first she was doing next, was buying a pregnancy test…