silver_feathered_raven ([personal profile] silver_feathered_raven) wrote2011-05-25 05:02 pm

Fic: Better with Coffee

Title: Better with Coffee
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: f!Hawke/Anders
Summary: Not leaving first thing in the morning lead Anders to discover that Hawke has one of his favorite things ever: coffee
A/N: A sequel to Butterfly Mornings and rather inspired by Coffee and Manifestos. So, basically, more morning-time fluff, because there needs to be so much more fluff for Anders. Which kind of amounts to him being rather ridiculous in this one. Also on AO3

    Staying late that morning leads to the discovery of something that he would have never expected. It is something wonderful, something amazing, something that could potentially lead him to falling even more love with this woman.
   Hawke, as it turns out, has

    Now, this is unexpected for several reasons, the first being that coffee is
expensive. It’s like tea or spices - it’s not the sort of thing that most anyone can afford, and when it’s brought in to port from the north, the prices are higher than most anything else. Then again, maybe he shouldn't be so surprised that she can afford it - he knows that she made a lot of money off of the Deep Roads expedition.

    The second reason that this is unexpected is that, well, things are not exactly
pleasant with the qunari, who are the major exporters of all of these things. He doesn’t know for certain if coffee is grown on qunari lands, but at the very least it passes through their hands before traveling to the southern lands. But maybe the qunari still squatting in their complex on the docks have something to do with it being a regular import in Kirkwall.

    Either way, it amounted to one very important thing: Hawke has
coffee. Delicious, fantastic, wonderful coffee.

How had he not realized this sooner?

    Wait, no, that’s a very simple answer: he doesn’t spend near enough time at Hawke’s estate, even though he is technically living there now, because he spends all of his time either at his clinic or out with Hawke doing one thing or another that typically ends with everyone running for their lives.


    They’re both up before anyone else in the estate, and Hawke has insisted that he eat
something for breakfast, since she knows he has a tendency to forget about food entirely unless someone reminds him. They both find themselves in the kitchen, Hawke attempting to not fail at cooking eggs and Anders rifling about the cupboards in search of anything half-edible, for when she inevitably burns the eggs to a crisp.

    Which is how he finds it.

    He makes a small sound of delight, and Hawke looks over to him. “What did you find?” she asks him, and he holds up the canister that she keeps it in.


    She gives him a very odd look, and he wonders if he’s acting a little
too excited about this.

    “I didn’t know you liked coffee,” she says, head tilted to the side and a small smile of her face. “I thought you ran off of rejuvenation spells and spirit power.”

    “Nah, it’s rejuvenation spells and the power of
Justice,” he corrects, which is not actually funny, something that Justice reminds him of with a disgruntled rumbling in the back of his mind. “Coffee’s just something that I like, even though I never get to drink it. After all, what healer who runs a free clinic do you know who could actually afford something like this?”

    “Well, considering I only know
one such healer...and as I’m pretty sure you can’t afford coffee...none?”

    “Exactly.” He looks at the coffee rather wistfully. “The Warden-Commander used to have coffee, you know. She had some qunari friend who would send her packages of it in return for cookies, of all things.”

    “And she let you have some of her precious coffee?”

Well,” he says, opening the lid on the canister and smelling the delicious rich scent of what lay within, “the silly elf liked the tea he sent her a lot more. Can you imagine? Liking tea more than coffee.”

I like tea more than coffee,” Hawke says, poking in his direction with the fork she has been trying to beat the eggs into submission with.

    He gives a mock gasp as though he is physically pained by her words. “
Blasphemy, my dear! Oh, my heart!” A rather hopeful expression crosses his face. “Does that mean I can have some?”

    Hawke giggles. “Of course, you silly man! Go, make yourself some coffee!”

    He darts forward and presses a sloppy kiss to her cheek, making her giggle further. “You, my dear, are the most beautiful, fantastic woman I have ever met!” He glances down. “You’re burning the eggs, by the way.”

    She lets out an impressive stream of curses, including a few that he’s fairly certain she’s picked up from Merrill, and
more than a few that he knows she’s picked up from Isabela. “How about I make toast,” she says, throwing down her fork and letting it clatter from the counter to the ground. “I think I might be able to not burn toast.”

    “Toast and coffee sounds
glorious,” he tells her. “Do you want any? Tea, I mean, since you don’t like coffee. I assume you have some lying around somewhere.”

    “No, no, I’ll have coffee, too,” she say, setting about attempting to not completely burn their toast. “I
do like it. I just like tea more.”

Blasphemy,” he says again, leaning forward and kissing her softly to cut off her continuing giggles. “I shall make us the most glorious coffee ever!”

    The coffee ends up being rather glorious. The toast, on the other hand...
well. Even a tad too singed, it is rather glorious, too.

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
This is completely adorable. I love the little note about where coffee comes from and how it's not readily available. So many fics decide to gloss over worldbuilding lore like that, but I think just a little note to address it adds a great deal more immersion into the world. All that to say, I liked it. lol

Now I want a cup of coffee. At 8:30 at night. lol

Two minor proofreading notes (I'm an editor, I can't help myself):

+ "maybe he should be so surprised" - should be "shouldn't" here perhaps?

+" he is technically living their now" - should be "there"


[identity profile] 2011-05-26 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
I like writing bits of worldbuilding in fic, particularly if it's something that isn't mentioned in canon at all. Glad that you like it!

I desperately wanted coffee while writing this. :D

...and that is what happens when I write things in my downtime at work. Off to fix those two errors! Thanks for pointing them out! <3

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
(I approve of more Anders fluff and of him being ridiculous XD)

That was adorable, and I was grinning the whole time as I was reading :)

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
Anders fluff is a wonderful thing. And terribly fun to write!

I'm glad you enjoyed this! :D

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
I hereby adopt into my headcanon not only the existence of glorious, wonderful coffee as I know it, but where it comes from and how people get it. Sten, my good friend, my Warden is writing you a letter right now.

Anders fluff, why do you make my world go round? ♥

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
When the Warden doesn't get coffee, bad things happen. And then Sten doesn't get his cookies. :(

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Dawww! Adorable!

You are so right, the world needs more fluffy Anders.

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
So much more fluff. His fluffy feathered pauldrons can only make up for so much. :D

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
This? This is adorable. I spent the entire time alternating between giggling like a small child and grinning maniacally.

And I agree with the whole "not enough Anders fluff" thing. There is never enough Anders fluff.

...Now I kind of want to go write Anders fluff. Hmm.

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Do it! There needs to be more fluff! :D

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
This is so incredibly cute. I just want to put it in my pocket and pull it out every time I need a smile. The world totally needs more fluffy Anders. And coffee. Can't forget the coffee :)

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Aw, thanks! Glad you like it!

Fluff and coffee are both wonderful. And delicious :D

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Alistair's roses and whiskers on kittens, cute fluff and coffee and a Hawke who is smitten, possessed apostates tied up with strings, these are a few of my favorite things!!! *______*

I... I don't know what came over me. I think that was my way of saying I liked it. XD Lovely little fic!

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
That line about possessed apostates and string makes my mind go places it probably shouldn't...but, yay, a tiny poem of adorable-ness!

Glad you like it! :D

[identity profile] 2011-05-28 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
That's why I put it in. Because Anders makes my mind go places it shouldn't. <_<

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
D'aaaawwwwwwww! Even though I am a person who loves tea and despises coffee with every fibre of my being this was lovely and fluffy and cute. And almost made me consider coffee worthwhile. (ALMOST)

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm definitely more of a tea person myself. Rather like how I wrote Hawke here, actually. Coffee's good, but tea is better! :D

Now I shall go enjoy a cup of tea and lament how low my tea supply is getting!

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 09:49 am (UTC)(link)
EEEE! The cute! The fluff! THE HAPPY ANDERS!!!

Adorable, just adorable :D

(also, am totally brewing a pot now too, lol)

[identity profile] 2011-05-27 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Anders needs to be happy more often! More fluff and coffee!

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 01:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Any mage worth his salt would run off coffee, so therefire I approve of this.

My coffee grinder was the best thing I bought this yeae.

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 01:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Therefore and year. IPad fail.

[identity profile] 2011-05-28 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Therefire" should totes be a word. But what does it meeeeeeeaaaaan???

[identity profile] 2011-05-26 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Man. Now I want coffee. But the roof of my mouth is burned, so I have to just desire it wistfully.


Anders fluff makes Anders so much like the old Anders that I'm getting all ferklempt here. (Or maybe like an Anders who developed into the revolutionary without Justice.) We miss these little moments, going from a guy who can mostly control himself to someone who has been losing control in a big way for a long time, and we miss entirely him when he's not being epically angsty. I love this.

(And I love how your Hawke burns eggs. D'aww.)

[identity profile] 2011-05-27 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I feel like I keep writing him more and more ridiculously in these. But it's so much fun! After all, there have to be some happy, fluffy moments between Hawke and Anders!

(My Hawke cannot cook. Malcolm Hawke, on the other hand? I firmly believe that he was was an amazing chef. And baked lots of delicious things for his kids.)

[identity profile] 2011-05-27 11:32 am (UTC)(link)
Ahhhh man, Anders is just so damn cute...

Fluffy!!!! :DDDD

[identity profile] 2011-05-27 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders fluff is the best kind of fluff. It's unexpected and adorable!