#archdemoned

“i feel you breathing, i hear you curse my name / i hope that you’ll forgive me one of these days”

Emairi had been moved to a spare bedroom in skyhold. As much as Camris wanted Emairi to be in his quarters all things considered this was the better decision by far. Ellana still wasn’t speaking to Camris at all after what happened not that he could blame her really. Ellana was sitting at Emairi’s bedside the worry on her face brought Camris back to the beginning, before the war or the breach. Back when Camris was just a member of clan Lavellan and there were no lives hanging on his actions. But there was a chasm between then and now, now Camris had nearly gotten his own fiance killed and if the look on Ellana’s face was anything to go by, his best friend wasn’t too happy with him either. She got up and stormed out of the room bearing a striking resemblance to Cassandra in that moment.

He knew Ellana hated him, that much was clear but Emairi… He wasn’t as sure. Camris sat at the edge of Emairi’s bed his breath catching when he saw the gash on Emairi’s face, a jagged line dancing across his beautiful face. His brows were furrowed, like he was facing someone he loathed in his sleep. Camris knew he had no right but he rested his hand on Emairi’s shoulder feeling his chilled skin juxtaposed by his own.

“Halam sahlin Camris.” Emairi mumbled under his breath. This ends now

Camris took his hand off Emairi’s shoulder.

*catches kiss and keeps it in my pocket*

i’m crying this is beautiful