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Lavellan/Solas Angsty Convo 17

Oooh, hello angsty Solavellan, my old friend. *_*

For @dadrunkwriting

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They have a chance to make this work; Solas rushes to the artifact while Mahanon follows him, walking backwards so neither of the demons pursuing them can pull a surprise attack.

"Protect me," Solas says, urgent and focused.

Mahanon's sword and shield are already drawn; he lunges shield first at the rage demon who's set its sights on Solas. The metal against his forearm heats and Mahanon grimaces, but he endures the burn and takes a carefully aimed stab. It pierces the semi-corporeal shape; the creature wails miserably and Mahanon hops back.

Ignoring the pain in his forearm, he swings at the demon, slicing at its neck. It screeches, drawing the attention of another of its kind.

"Fenedhis," Mahanon curses, aiming his next words at Solas; "You okay?"

"Yes, just give me a moment."

Mahanon does as asked. The second demon advances on him swiftly, forcing an encounter. A bit of his hair is burned in the tussle, though he comes out of it victorious. In the end, Solas gets the artifact working and closing the nearby rift is much easier as a result.

"Protect you, hm?" Mahanon grins afterwards, throwing an arm around Solas's shoulders. "Come here, I'll keep you safe. Now and always."

Shaking his head, Solas scoffs — but his lips tilt in a small smile and he doesn't pull away.

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"Protect me."

The memory comes to Mahanon unbidden, as if emerging from the bottom of his pint. A bitter sneer does nothing to banish it, nor does a shake of his head.

He would have done anything to protect Solas back then. The scars from the burn were badges he carried with pride, up until the point he lost the arm itself.

The ale tastes like piss, but he throws the rest of it back anyway. It won't make him feel any better, but it's the last thing this tavern has to offer; its tables emptied not long after he arrived.

Alone with his thoughts, he's truthful — he would still protect Solas, if only he was allowed. In his own way, he still does.

His eyes meet the barkeep's — the last living soul daring to share space with him — and the man hurries to the back room, clearly frightened.

Mahanon scoffs. Typical.

As with so many things, Mahanon's choice has been taken from him. Solas is... protecting him from his plans, watching him in dreams. Never close enough to speak, to touch.

There is just one avenue left for him to take. A choice that can't be stolen, a half-satisfying way to keep the vow he'd made in jest.

To do nothing.

Let the Dread Wolf take them all.

#solavellan #m!solavellan #dragon age #dragon age inquisition #inquisitor #oc: mahanon lavellan #fanfic #i'm so sorry #mahanon isn't a nice guy #he's totally hoping solas will take him back in the end #thank you for the prompt <3

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