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[ Dorian glances over at Ashton, his brow furrowing a bit. ] I don’t think it’s really anyone’s fault. Orym is also just the kind of person who takes care of people. He’s a protector, and even though he doesn’t see it, he’s very good at taking the lead. He sees it as his responsibility, and it’s difficult not to lean on him too.

[ Dorian knows he’s just as guilty for that. ]

I’d like to do that for him as well. I want him to have a chance to just… be, you know? He deserves a chance to enjoy himself and be happy too.

Yeah.

[ They know that, really they do. It just sucks when said friend is trying to be the protector of someone who seems like they're trying to self sabotage almost whenever they can. ]

So what I'm hearing is that we need to give him the most domestic space as possible? Or something like that.

[ With a grin, Dorian holds up his mug. ]

I think that sounds like a plan.

[ There's a small chuckle before Ashton raises his mug and knocks it against Dorian's. ]

I'll have to follow yer lead on that...not sure I'd know domestic if it hit me in the face.

[ Or so he says.

Even with being pretty fuckin' domestic with a certain gnome. ]

[ Dorian chuckles as he takes a drink from his mug. ]

I don’t know, you seem to have gotten the hang of it lately.

[ There's a moment where Ashton almost chokes on the drink they're taking before they groan. ]

Shut up...that's different.

[ No.

No it's not.

Given the chance he'd probably be the same with Dorian and Orym...if he didn't think it'd be weird. ]

[ Dorian laughs a little, looking at Ashton over the rim of his mug. ]

I mean, it doesn’t necessarily have to be.

[ Just.

Staring. ]

I'd say if you wanted to share a bed all you had t'do was ask but...pretty sure a certain halfling would be jealous.

[ Dorian blinks, a soft blush rising to his cheeks when he realizes how what he says sounded. But then he laughs again and shrugs. ]

Please. Orym and I have been sharing a bed with Fearne long before we met all of you. [ Then he grins. ] I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if you ever wanted to join us.

Blue, you do realize that Barcus and I aren't just platonically cuddling when I stay over, right?

[ This does get a small smirk and a raised brow. ]

But I'll keep the offer in mind.

[ Dorian shrugs a shoulder as he takes a drink from his mug. ] I know. So hopefully that means he won’t mind if you joined us for cuddling if you did decide to join us.

I mean...

[ Ashton sort of trails off, like he's thinking about how to word things. ]

He and I have mentioned that we aren't strictly closed.

[ There's a teasing sort of wink before Ashton shakes their head. ]

Nah, I know what you mean though...and honestly...might take you up on it some time? It's nice, having people I feel like I can let in.

[ Dorian blinks in sunrise at that first part. While he had heard of relationships like that before, his minor dalliances back home didn’t give him enough experience with a relationship, let alone an open one.

And while he’d always been drawn to Orym since he met him, he had to admit (even to himself) that he would have been open to the idea of dating any one of the others if the opportunity had presented himself.

He wondered if Orym would be up to the idea…

He mentally shakes the thoughts away. He didn’t even know what he and Orym even are, never mind adding a third person to it.

…yet.

Shoving the thoughts down for now, he gives Ashton an easy grin instead. ]

Whenever you want. I’m sure Orym wouldn’t mind it either.

[ It's probably better that Ashton wasn't privy to what Dorian was thinking. Mostly because he'd be stuck between teasing the guy and deciding to hold himself back from the playful flirting.

Sure Ashton was willing to flirt with a couple people but for most it was just because he knew them. Barcus had made it easy, Dorian is familiar and comfortable, hell even teasingly flirting with Orym wouldn't be that weird for them. But if for a moment he thought Dorian or Orym would be uncomfortable with it or if it could cause issues with their relationship, Ashton would be out.

Instead he's just quietly laughing to himself over his mug. ]

God you guys make me fuckin' soft.

[ The words are more muttered.

Between Barcus and the two he lives with...definitely making him go soft so far from home. ]

[ Dorian laughs, thinking to another conversation the two of them had about Ashton’s softness, one that the barbarian hadn’t experienced yet. ]

Oh you know you like it.

Oh fuck off.

[ Rolling his eyes Ashton chuckles, knocking a booted foot against one of Dorian's under the table. ]

[ With a snort of his own, Dorian lightly returns the tap to their boot as he downs the rest of his drink. ]

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I think this is a good place to wrap?