cartadwarfwithaheartofgold:I just realized I forgot to post this fic here! It was for @hangedmandisc

cartadwarfwithaheartofgold:I just realized I forgot to post this fic here! It was for @hangedmandisc‘s Holiday Exchange and was a gift for @ladynorbert of her OTP Bethany Hawke/Varric Tethras. Title: Pining for a Second Chance at RomanceChapters: 1/1Word Count: 1,671Rating: TPairing: Bethany Hawke/Varric TethrasAdditional Tags: Pre-Relationship, Rogue Hawke (Dragon Age), Dragon Age II - Act 1, Protective Varric Tethras, Varric Tethras’ Chest Hair, Unrequited Crush, or is it?!, Mutual Pining, Sweet, FluffSummary: Romance may not be Varric’s choice of genre, but it is Bethany’s, and she can’t help but pine for the clever, kind man her sister calls best friend. And if Varric was going to give romance a second chance for anyone, he’d do it for Bethany Hawke.Read on AO3Bethany knew it was getting late. She could tell by the slow, steady quieting of the Hanged Man around them. The constant clank of mugs, the buzz of conversation, even the sound of Norah shouting all began to fade away as the night dragged on.One by one, their friends peeled off from the table. Fenris, her sister, Anders, and Aveline were going to the Wounded Coast and wouldn’t be back for another day at least, but the rest of them had gathered at the Hanged Man in Marian’s absence.Bethany was just grateful to get out of the hovel Gamlen called home. The constant bickering between him and Mother, the smell of the slums, the oppressive weight of her secret keeping them down…It was too much. Here, at least, she could forget. For a little while.“Well, Sunshine,” Varric drawled, beginning to gather up the cards on the table and jerking his chin to the bar. “I think we lost Rivaini.”She followed his gaze, biting her own lip to stop her amused smile. Isabela leaned against the bar, far too close to a large, muscular gentleman. While she watched, her friend leaned casually into the man’s space, brushing her fingers lightly over the exposed muscles of his chest as if it was the easiest thing in the world to do.“I think you’re right,” Bethany began, turning back to Varric.Only for her own eyes to land squarely on the unbuttoned tunic and the thick hair displayed prominently. She ripped her gaze away and back to his face, finding Varric’s lips quirking up at the corners.She felt her face warm despite herself and dropped her gaze back to her mug of watered down ale.But she couldn’t help peeking back up from beneath the sweep of her lashes, considering the bright red silk, gold embroidery, and Varric’s own muscles with a pang of longing. -- source link
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