Back at Skyhold, Dorian was just as stubborn, politely refusing any treatment for himself until Kai was guaranteed to survive his ordeal. The mage also ignored all advise to rest, though his body did eventually give out, and he ended up sharing his amatus' bed when Iron Bull and placed him in it against the wishes of all the healers present. When Kai awoke, it was dark outside; he could hear breathing behind him in a steady pattern, obviously asleep. With a great deal of effort the rogue turned over to face his lover, the most important man in his life. Inspecting his sleeping form he assumed Dorian had been put there rather than the mage just hopping in with him since he was fully clothed. From the dim candle light beside the bed Kai could make out Dorian's messy hair, black ringed eyes and droopy moustache, it make him chuckle seeing his vhenan so... Average.
"You're awake then." Mumbled the Tevinter sleepily.
"I believe so." He couldn't help but giggle; his hair resembled that of Blackwall's untamed mane with that bed head.
"Dare I ask what is tickling you? Or is that to do with those medicinal herbs they gave you earlier?"
"My apologies vhenan, I'm not used to seeing you like this."
"What in your bed? I suppose I can make arrangements for it to be a regular thing." Dorian replied slyly, this was more like the Dorian Kai knew, not the man back at the ruin.
"I would enjoy that immensely, but it's weird to see you so unmaintained; messy hair, droopy moustache and you seem to be fully clothed."
Kai felt Dorian sit up and grumble, "You'd think they would at least strip me first. I'll never get these creases out, it's pretty mush ruined."
Kai grinned darkly, "Perhaps they didn't so I could enjoy watching you undress."
Lavellan then followed this by laughing possibly an effect from the treatment he was getting, but this was abruptly cut short by agonising pain, leaving the elf gasping. Dorian was by his side immediately, sitting him up, feeding him some horrid tasting liquid and rubbing his back in soothing circular motions. After he showed signs of recovery, he was carefully laid back down.
"That's so typical of you, scaring me as usual." Kai rolled his eyes and smiled sweetly at his vhenan.
Dorian then grinned mischievously for a moment, then he ran a finger over his bottom lip looking seriously though his tone was playful, "Truth be told I don't believe you're strong enough to witness me undressing at this moment."
"Awww, no fair." Rasped the elf disappointly.
"Cuddle instead?" Kai whispered hopefully.
Dorian sighed, "Alright then."
It was a matter if moments before the sleeping draft Dorian had administered kicked in; the elf struggled to stay awake. Snuggled in the warm, protective embrace, while Dorian ran his fingers of his free hand through Kai's hair, lightly massaging his scalp,
"Surrender amatus." Whispered Dorian gently. The Inquisitor sighed and did as his vhenan asked, he owed it to him. Kai dreamed that he was soaring through the sky visiting different worlds and witnessing the birth of a star, Kai looked back wishing that Dorian could be here to watch it with him. Within a few moments Dorian appeared alongside him after following his lover's slumber.
"Isn't it beautiful Dorian?" Kai beamed brightly as the star built in strength. Dorian nodded,
"It is indeed, but nothing will ever be as beautiful as you amatus."
*I hoped you enjoyed this small story. As always it helps me if you leave me a small review of your opinion so I can improve and grow as a writer. I have tried to break it up so that there isn't a huge block of writing, please give any feedback on this to whether I should keep laying my fanfics out this way. Thank you.*