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THE IRON FUCKING BULL ([personal profile] dwarfs) wrote2015-06-07 07:18 am

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I'm gonna put a picture here when I'm not on my phone
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[personal profile] ixnayontheittingsay 2015-06-08 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
It's easy to laugh. For a moment he feels as at ease as he does when they talk online and he feels something well up inside him at the sincerity of his voice. And then there's the reminder. The one they don't know each other. Not in person. Not each other's quirks or how they interact. They need to learn that stuff all over again, but he refuses to treat him like a stranger.

"I can be," he shrugs, opening out his arms for the other man. He shouldn't be so nervous about something as simple as a hug, but he is. Sort of. He glances over at the girl that keeps checking Bull out, smiling slyly as he tries to break the tension he's feeling. "Unless you'd rather hug someone else I bet she'd be happy to take you up on that."
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[personal profile] ixnayontheittingsay 2015-06-10 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Krem's no weakling, but Bull is every bit as strong as he looks and the embrace knocks the breath out of him. Not that it stops him giving him all he's got in return. It may not be as suffocating as the qunari's, but it's just as manly. Even if he is quite possibly standing on his toes.

He shoves his sports bag at him when he makes the offer, not one to turn down the help. He's been travelling a long time and he's achy and tired. He travels light. He doesn't have much stuff at the moment, so he at least knows he's not burdening him too much.

"Sounds good," he agrees. "You know anywhere decent around here?"