I’m finding difficulty finding a boyfriend who I could love and value as much as I do this damned wolf bloke.
Farkas, I can’t beat you. Somehow come to this world, let me find you, and let me love you.
On your way to another hold, you spend the time with your companion.
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I haven’t got anything to say once again other than I hope you enjoy and have a wonderous day! Thank you <3
The wheels of the carriage thumped and creaked as it dragged against the cobblestone paths, the horse’s hooves digging against the road.
You sat on the end of the cart, resting against Farkas, a blanket wrapped around the two of you to shield the winter’s cold.
Your head was cradled against his chest, your breathing rhythmic and soft, staring aimlessly forward.
Until Farkas spoke.
“Can I ask you something?”
You peered up to face him, an odd solemn glint in his gaze as he glanced to you softening just a bit.
“Why do you always want me to go with you?”
You furrowed your brow, frowning.
“Do you not like to come with me?”
“No, I really like it,” He insisted. “It’s what I look forward to but…why me?”
You thought for a moment, letting ot a deep breath. “I mean…I just like your company. I like the others don’t get me wrong it’s just…I don’t know it doesn’t feel right if you’re not there.”
“I mean, you were the one that told me to join the companions in the first place, and you went with me for my first assignment. You made me feel welcomed, and you made me feel like I wasn’t as alone as I thought.”
“You’re not an oaf, you’re kind, protective, and earnest. I trust you, I feel like no matter what I can still believe you’ll be there.”
He was silent for a moment, clearly stricken by your rush to his defense, eyes widening with a hint of surprise.
“I will always be there for you,” He murmured.
“I never doubted that.”
He let out a soft breath, pulling you closer.
“For what?” You twisted to face him, confusion dotting your face.
“For being you,” He hummed. “…I really like you.”
You grinned brightly at his answer, a glow somehow blooming in the frigid winter air.
“I really like you too.” You chuckled, grinning fondly.
And he smiled.
It was small and quiet, yet still an utter gift all the same.
“I don’t meet too many who do,” He admitted. “but, it’s rarer I meet people I like too.”
“What does that make me then?” You questioned, twisting to face him, perplexed.
“I don’t know,” He confessed. “something new…I guess.”
“In a good way?”
He laughed gently, something you had never seen in his eyes before.