Adoribull Sunday Prompt! Dorian's allergies.
I already filled this one here with a picture awhile ago, but I also had an unrelated fic idea for this prompt and finally I’ve gotten around to writing it.
Hope you enjoy it!
Adoribull, pre-established relationship
Warnings: Minor language
Summary: Getting to sleep should not be this hard. Then again, neither should offering help to someone who clearly needs it. Bull is finding both to be the case on a night he shares a tent with Dorian.
Bull felt his eye
twitch slightly as he was pulled from the edge of sleep again, thanks
to his tent partner. He would say he didn’t know how he got stuck
with this, except he did. He thought he saw a dragon fly overhead
earlier and couldn’t resist checking it out after they’d set up camp.
By the time he’d gotten back everyone had paired up for a tent
already, save Dorian. There was nothing malicious in the choosing. It
was simply everyone else wanted a chance at sleeping.
Another sharp sneeze
from the mage had Bull gritting his teeth.
It had been like
this all day. At first it was kind of funny seeing Dorian’s usually
meticulous look coming undone from allergies. But as it continued, it
was less amusing, more annoying, and even a bit concerning. Dorian
denied any offers of help from anyone, refusing to acknowledge
anything was remotely off. Even this thin facade was nearly undone
when they realized they’d have to camp in a field full of stripweed.
Bull wasn’t entirely sure Dorian wouldn’t set the fields on fire
“Didn’t you at
least bring a handkerchief?” Bull finally broke his silence,
turning over to look at the sniffling mage. At the very least that
might help muffle the sound.