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[Oneshot Type: Mainly fluff]
[Summary: Klarg falls in love with the concept of Taako. Taako gets roofied.]
[Unedited]Klarg knew he had a few violent tendencies-- well, a lot of them, actually. He was a bugbear, so of course it was to be expected. Even the inhibitor created specifically to lessen his negative emotions and destructive impulses ended up failing him. It was as if he was destined to be the raging monster that his race had been stereotyped as for so long.
Or so he thought.
When a particularly rowdy trio made their way into his homestead, he figured their intentions weren't pure in nature. One of them even went so far as to throw his precious dog and best friend, Percival, into a fire. This alone was enough for Klarg to be more than willing to end their pathetic lives.
But then he met the eyes of the elf among the intruders. Just catching his gaze had an effect on Klarg that he could scarcely recognize, and the bugbear's anger washed away as quickly as it had appeared.
He felt warmer whenever the elf spoke. He'd go as far as to say he felt safer, even as it was being explained to him that a subordinate had been plotting to assassinate him and had decided to hire the elf and his two friends to carry out the plan.
When the elf introduced himself as "Taako," a feeling of infatuation filled Klarg to his brink. It was then that the bugbear finally interpreted the emotion that he was suffering from as love.
Ever since that day, Klarg had found himself having mixed feelings towards Taako that tended to change wildly and without warning. One moment he'd want to wrap his arms around Taako's thin frame; the next he'd want to wrap his hands around Taako's thin neck.
Now, as he caught sight of Taako wandering the streets of Neverwinter and enjoying the scents of the nearby bakeries, Klarg wanted to whisk the elf off of his feet and run away with him. The unabashed rage Klarg had begun to feel during the long stretch of time where he hadn't be able to catch a single glimpse of Taako was forgotten in the rush of tranquility that washed over the now lightheaded bugbear.
"Taako, my friend!" Klarg boomed, arms outstretched as he bounded over to the elf.
Taako swung around, startled by the familiar voice and the unexpectedness of hearing it in Neverwinter of all places. The wizard had spoken with gods and the actual grim reaper with little to no problems in the past, but only Klarg could ever manage to evoke an anxious response out of him. "Klarg? I see you're in one of your better moods," he uptalked, mentally revisiting the times when Klarg had been less than happy to see him.
"I admit that sometimes I can get a bit out of hand." Klarg grinned down at Taako, drinking in the sight of him. "I'd never actually hurt you, though." He kept his arms open, gesturing for Taako to grace him with an embrace.
Taako relaxed his shoulders and went with a simple high-five instead, much to Klarg's disappointment, glancing around hurriedly as he wondered how long it would be until the bugbear's capricious personality would show itself. "Listen, my guy, I'm glad to see that you're disinterested in pummeling me into the ground right now, but I gotta admit that you can be a bit hot-and-cold."
"Yes," Klarg conceded sheepishly, "I do have a habit of letting my emotions get the best of me. Right now, though, I have an insatiable urge to take you out for tea. I've been adding a few potions to my tea to lessen my more abrasive traits, so there's no need to feel hesitant."
Taako, slightly grateful that Klarg's urge wasn't to murder him on sight, but rueful that Klarg wore his romantic affections on his sleeve, nodded. "I would absolutely love for you to take me out for tea, but I don't think my boyfriend would like that." Taako was lying through his teeth, but he figured it may be enough to turn Klarg away.
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