[ Flashback to Iorveth and Lae'zel standing with their arms folded, discussing whether they should get rid of the lying vampire in their camp while the rest of the crew made impassioned cases－ mostly having to do with lockpicking－ for keeping Astarion around.
A memory better left remembered and unspoken. Iorveth swallows it alongside his food, wipes his hand on a starched napkin that the gnome kindly brought with the spread, and traces Astarion's lower lip with his thumb. ]
It's what I fell in love with.
[ He says, completely unashamed by the admission. Competing with Astarion in the 'I love you more' and the 'I fell in love with you first' Olympics. He acknowledges how annoying this is, but he doesn't stop being convinced anyway.
Leaning in, he presses a wine-stained kiss to Astarion's mouth. From the kitchen, there's the scent of something sweet baking in the oven. ]
My first time being blindsided so thoroughly by anyone. You still surprise me, constantly.
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A memory better left remembered and unspoken. Iorveth swallows it alongside his food, wipes his hand on a starched napkin that the gnome kindly brought with the spread, and traces Astarion's lower lip with his thumb. ]
It's what I fell in love with.
[ He says, completely unashamed by the admission. Competing with Astarion in the 'I love you more' and the 'I fell in love with you first' Olympics. He acknowledges how annoying this is, but he doesn't stop being convinced anyway.
Leaning in, he presses a wine-stained kiss to Astarion's mouth. From the kitchen, there's the scent of something sweet baking in the oven. ]
My first time being blindsided so thoroughly by anyone. You still surprise me, constantly.