Telets woke up warm and sated. Adam was already cooking breakfast by the fire, washed up and in clean robes.
Telets smirked. Should he tease him? Oh, but Adam had been so good to him last night. Or was it yesterday? He didn't know.
"Say something corny and you are not getting a piece of me ever again," Adam told him so, as if he had read his mind.
"I was just going to tease you a little," Telets told him, as he smiled at him. His smirk gone in favor of future favors.
"Sure, you were!" Adam knew his lover, for there was no going back from there, better than the man knew himself.
Besides… man, if Solas found out that he couldn't stick them in the academy anymore, then he didn't know what he was going to do.
"Why do I look older?" They were supposed to be thirty-five years old by now, Adam knew. And yet, his little spell which had aged them up had managed to do so only until they both looked to be twenty-five.