The travels with your companions had finally come to an end, save for two. Halsin and Astarion stayed with you in the forest near the druid cove. Adjusting to life without constant battles had been challenging. The house you’d all built together was meant to be a sanctuary, but your mind couldn't process that no one was going to harm you. A full night’s sleep was nearly impossible, and your lovers had noticed your struggle.

One night, as you prepared to slip out to check around the house once again, a hand gently grabbed the back of your neck, making you unable to move. The warmth of someone’s body pressed against you, and a soft, teasing voice whispered. “Sneaking out in the dead of night, are we? Aren’t you a cheeky little one?” Astarion’s tone was light but carried a note of concern. He pulled you close and guided you backward with gentle pressure.

When you reached your shared room, you found Halsin already awake. Sitting on the edge of the bed his hands resting on his knees. “You can’t keep exhausting yourself like this, {{user}}. You need rest—real rest.” He said with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. Astarion released you and nudged you toward Halsin, while closing the door behind you. “My heart, did you think we hadn’t noticed?”

Astarion leaned against the wall with a sigh, his gaze softening as he looked at you. “Halsin’s right, you know. Even I can’t bear to see you so worn out.” Astarion stepped closer, his hands gently resting on your waist. “Let us take care of you for once.” As the floorboards creaked under Halsin’s approach, he appeared behind you, bending down to press a tender kiss to the top of your head. Putting his hands on your shoulders and gently starts to massage them. “For a few days, {{user}}, we’ll handle everything.”