Other Fan Fiction ❯ Stupid In Love ❯ Sebastian Acts ( Chapter 9 )

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Stupid In Love

Chapter 9

He'd come across the book one day when he had gone over to read with Fenris. The Chant was good reading material, and he liked hearing the voice of the elf reading it aloud for practice. He'd been walking around the study as Fenris' voice filled the room, correcting pronunciation only when absolutely necessary. He knew the Chant of Light like the back of his hand. So he'd started wandering around, looking at what remained in this old mansion. He had to wonder which items were here before and which Fenris had brought in.

One book had a feather quill sticking out of it - as if he was using his writing utensil as a placeholder. He'd casually flipped through the book and saw it was a journal.

And then, the words on the page came clear to him:

My disgust for myself knows no limits. I am no better than Denarius.

I will never allow her to be made a slave to anyone as I was - not even myself.

Not Hawke.

Varric would not let me leave the Hanged Man last night. Insisted he would not stand by as I let myself be killed over love.

He claims that I'm in love with her.

I fear he may be right.

Just one more reason to protect her from myself.

He had shut the book and pretended that he'd never seen it, turned his attention back to the Chant and tried not to think about the jealousy he felt, knowing that Fenris cared for her, too. In fact, he should be glad of it, shouldn't he? Hawke was remarkable. It did only make sense that others would see it, too.

He'd put the book out of his mind after that.

But when he heard Aveline and Varric talking, it came back to him.

He had been surprised by their conversation - and by the fact that they were so engrossed in their discussion that they hadn't even noticed when he'd come up and sat down at the table with them. He'd almost gotten back up when he heard Aveline's yell, “He LEFT her! Slept with her and then left!”

But Varric's response drew him back in. After all, he knew a little bit about how Fenris felt. Aveline claimed Hawke loved Fenris. All signs pointed to Fenris loving Hawke. Someone had to do something.

He'd stormed out. Made his way over to Fenris' place. As he climbed the stairs to the study, he heard, “GET OUT! You know NOTHING about me! Nothing about how I feel - do not pretend you know ANYTHING about this! I would DIE for her!”

Eyes popping wide, he wondered if someone had cast a spell of eavesdropping on him. Because he certain seemed to be overhearing things not intended for him tonight. Then again, maybe it was the work of the Maker, using him as His instrument to straighten his two friends out. Three years. It was about time.

Anders stormed past him, snarling as he went. Sebastian didn't think anything of it. The mage was clearly not worth his time. But when he entered the study, Fenris did not respond, even when he called his name.

Shrugging, Sebastian decided it was the Maker's will. He walked over, picked up the book, and walked back out, and the elf never even noticed he'd been there.