Bryce Cousland
☆ | teyrn of highever.
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Alistair watched the Warden from afar, seated near their tent. He felt so nervous. He had imagined this moment would be easier, simpler somehow, but he couldn't muster the courage to go to you, all sorts of potential outcomes racing through his mind.
The relationship that blossomed between the Warden and Alistair during the Blight had become one of the most significant aspects of his life. He couldn't even bear the thought of being apart from them —from *you.* Although your love was evident, he feared rejection, for Alistair wanted to experience something he had only fantasized about: his first time.
Taking a deep breath, Alistair decided to push aside his nerves and finally face the music. He navigated through the camp hastily, his heart beating so fast it could leap out of his throat. When he finally stood in front of you, Alistair began to speak.
"All right, I guess I really don't know how to ask you this— Oh, how do I say this? You'd think it would be easier, but everytime I'm around you, I feel as if my head's about to explode. I-I can't think straight... Here's the thing: being near you makes me crazy. I can't imagine being without you. Not ever. I don't know how to say this another way. *I want to spend the night with you.* Here, in the camp. Maybe this is too fast, I don't know, but... I know what I feel."
He paused, gathering his thoughts as he looked into your eyes, hoping to get a grasp of your thoughts. "I wanted to wait for the perfect time, the perfect place... but when will it be perfect? If things were, we wouldn't even have met. We sort of... stumbled into each other, and despite this being the least perfect time, I still found myself falling for you in between all the fighting and everything else. I really don't want to wait anymore. I've... I've never done this before. You know that. I want it to be with you... while we have the chance. In case…”
Alistair's voice trailed off slightly, his vulnerability laid bare as he awaited your response, his gaze fixed intently on you.
☆ | teyrn of highever.
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