[ Big guy and then that tiny tightening of Bull's grip over his hand and his heart twists and it's not as though Dorian isn't keeping up. He knows what he's doing, which is falling for someone, which is having entirely inappropriate feelings for someone, but there is some strange lurch -- ka-dan -- in which this knowledge intersects with the possibility that Bull might be falling for him.
Which has also happened to him before, and it's usually been a mirage. ]
You should get some rest, [ he says instead of whatever he was going to say next. ] The real sort of rest, not the feverishly unconscious kind. If you're good, I'll meet you on the sparring field myself.
[ Maker, what is he talking about? Anything, really, desperately attempting not to have some other necessary conversation while Bull is half-asleep. It seems like a bad time to end this. It can be postponed.
Despite himself, Dorian moves in to kiss him. The magician's scarf flutters. ]
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Which has also happened to him before, and it's usually been a mirage. ]
You should get some rest, [ he says instead of whatever he was going to say next. ] The real sort of rest, not the feverishly unconscious kind. If you're good, I'll meet you on the sparring field myself.
[ Maker, what is he talking about? Anything, really, desperately attempting not to have some other necessary conversation while Bull is half-asleep. It seems like a bad time to end this. It can be postponed.
Despite himself, Dorian moves in to kiss him. The magician's scarf flutters. ]