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[ Dorian waves a hand, dismissing the idea. ]

My previous record states otherwise. I'm bound to ruin him eventually.

[ She snorts. ]

I don't think he's the kind.

At least not yet he isn't.

[ He doesn't believe Bull would change his mind, but Dorian has come not to expect things from suitors. ]

He likes you, Dorian. He liked you enough to find out your favourite colour.

...Did he? I had assumed it was happenstance.

As if Bull would leave that to chance.

[Sometimes the only way to get Dorian to do anything is to drag him, kicking and screaming, to do the thing you want him to do, and eventually he realizes he likes it. After he heard about the hot springs, Bull was dead set on Dorian liking that particular thing.

Now the trick was going to be convincing him to travel through a lot of ice and snow to get there. First stop? The Blue Fish, to retrieve his tiny, cold-hating boyfriend. At this point, his feet follow the trek from the docking bay to Dorian's quarters as if by instinct, and he raps his knuckles on the door frame to get the mage's attention.]

Hey there, big guy. Field trip time.

[ He would commend the Bull for his attempt were the planet below them not so frigid and vulgar in its existence. While pretty to look at, the cold and wind weren't to be trifled with. Dorian is indeed in his quarters wearing a ridiculously thick sweater with fingerless gloves that match whilst sitting in bed, under all of his blankets. He's got a book in hand, which he lowers enough to raise a dubious eyebrow at Bull, the corner of his mouth twitching. ]

You are out of your mind if you think I am going out in that hideous weather.

[Damn Dorian was adorable when he was freezing. A devilish grin spread across his face as he chuckled.]

Yeah, okay. I guess I'll just go enjoy the hot springs alone.

[ There is nothing attractive about cold fingers and cold toes, Bull!! Still.. at the mention of a hot spring, his curiosity is piqued. ]

..Hot springs, you say?

Yeah...but they're on the other side of knee deep snow drifts and freezing winds.

[He rolls his shoulders and stands from his leaning position against the door frame.]

I guess I'll have to go by myself.

[ Dorian frowns deeply, closing his book and taking a moment to look sincerely miserable and annoyed. ]

You do realize that knee-deep snow for you is thigh-height for me, correct? You're not exactly making this proposal any sweeter.

[ Still, he removes himself from under the blankets and grabs his taller boots so he can shove them on his feet. ]

Aww, you want me to carry you? I could do that, you know.

[But that grin is partially because Dorian is obviously coming and his goading obviously worked.

Heh.]

[ He busies himself getting plenty of layers on and fastening his cloak over top of it all. He'll be damned if he freezes before he experiences this hot spring. ]

You wouldn't dare.

Maybe so, maybe not. It'd be fun to watch.

[To the credit of that ice-ball of a planet down there, Bull was actually wearing clothes, a thick coat that made his shoulders appear even broader than they actually were.]

Come on. This'll be worth it.

I refuse to be toted around like some simpering damsel. If it comes down to it, I can melt my way there.

[ Probably not an ideal venture, but a man has to do what he has to do. Once he is sufficiently bundled, Dorian nods for Bull to lead the way. ]

You are one stubborn bastard, you know that?

[It's spoken with utter fondness, of course.]

You say that as if I weren't from the first moment we met. Now come. If I am not in that hot spring in a matter of hours, I will be cross.

And who would want that?

[The Bull, obviously. He liked getting the mage riled up, after all. It was usually a lot more fun at the end of the day.]

Okay, okay. Come on. I know the way.

[That is to say he'd asked for directions and has a pretty good idea where he was going.]

[ Get him as riled as you please, Bull, you're the one that has to suffer the consequences. He falls into place behind and to Bull's right. ]

By all means, lead the way.

[Getting down to the ice-ball of a planet was easy enough, and he wasn't looking forward to the door of the shuttle sliding open any more than Dorian was. Even inside the hanger, it was freezing.]

Kinda nippy, huh?

[ As soon as the door opened, it felt like it took Dorian's breath away. He hunkered a bit more into his coat, shoulders hunching in defense from the horrid weather. ]

Says the Qunari wearing the coat.

Aw, are you cold?

[And that was all it took to get the Bull at his side, wrapping an arm around him and pulling the mage against him.]

All you have to do is ask.

[ Dorian squirms in his grasp, because of course he does. ]

If you don't know the answer to your own question, then you know me even less than I imagined.

[He chuckles, continuing to hold him close as they make their way.]

Don't worry, Dorian. I promise I'll make it worth the frostbite.

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