I.
There was an undeniable charisma to Felix and Vilkas was trying very hard to convince himself that he wasn't pulled in by it.
Or at least he wasn't the only one.
The way Ysloda tripped over herself whenever Felix said hello was a good indicator of how very not alone he was.
II.
At night in the dim light of a campfire, it was a very romantic first kiss until Vilkas sneezed right in the middle of it.
Felix rubbed his face (laughing), waited for Vilkas to wipe his mouth (blushing), and kissed him again.
Once he got over the surprise that he was being kissed rather then laughed at, Felix was pushed onto his back (smiling both) the watch abandoned.
III.
"Your sister?"
"Yep."
"She's a thief."
"Mmm. She was just trying to send a message. We have every thing she took." Felix rubbed Vilkas's exposed thigh and kept talking, eyes closed. "It's okay."
"I don't think so."
"Its okay."
Whatever Vilkas said next was lost on the man who was now asleep in his lap.
IV.
"And then we'll do yours."
Felix stopped. "Wait, what?"
"You can't fool me. I know you want to rid yourself of the blood."
"Vilkas… This is about you." He shook his head. "Not me. I can deal with this later—"
"Kodlak thought the same thing, but he died before he could cleanse himself! We don't have all the time in the world, Felix. If Kodlak's death taught me anything, it taught me that."
