Unlike No Other (DA:I FANFIC)

"It was just a dream..."

When you woke up, everything was different. You fell asleep on the couch but woke up on the bed. Everything felt different.

You felt different.

Your head had a faint pain. Everything was so bright.

What happened...? You think to yourself. Everything was fuzzy, you don't remember much.

The door softly creeped open and what came out of it surprised you the most.

It was Dorian, but he was... Younger..

Bless the Maker what happened? Am I going insane?

"You're awake, thank the Maker." He sighed with relief.

"What... what happened?" It hurt to speak.

"You don't remember? Once we got home from the Palace, you were fine but later your mark, it started to glow and you were in pain. I couldn't do anything... You later slipped into a coma... But now your fine." Dorian smiled but you could still see the pain through it.

((I personally like this idea and I know it's quite confusing.))

"A coma..? Then-" you move your left arm and there it was, the cursed marked hand. That was the only thing you really remembered from your long dream, that you lost your arm.

"What's wrong? You seem happy that thing is there." Dorian sat on the bed.

"I.. I only remember at little but I had this horrible dream, it felt like it was real life. I remember... years passed... my arm.. it was gone, and you and me were... you left I think and..." You held your head, the pain was intense. "How long have I been out?"

"A few days at the most." He grabbed your hand, he was being gentle, like you were a fraglie piece of glass. "You would mumble these strange things.. things i've never heard.. I have a favor, when you can remember more, please tell me. Okay?" He looked at you with those greenish gray orbs.

"Maker's Breath... I missed you..." You sigh out. He looked confused of course.

"Well then, i'm glad. Its been lonely around here. You won't believe this but I finally found a book on early Tevinter history!" He was so happy about it. You never noticed he had a book attached to his hip until he got the book out. Its the small details you always looked over.

"Really? Where did you find it?" You scoot over, allowing Dorian more room. He gladly took it. The two of you were side by side on the bed. The book was propped open on his lap.

"I have my ways." He smirked.

"What have you done?" You look at him.

"What are you accusing me of, love?" He looked back at you.

"Theft?"

"That's one thing I would never do." He tapped your nose and smile. (Gotta boop the snoot... I'm sorry that was bad)

"I'm having a hard time believing you, Dorian." You look back at the book. "You didn't take that fro-"

"No Amatus, I didn't steal from the Empress." He rolled his eyes.

You just shrugged and allowed him to read it.

After a few minutes you found yourself resting your head on his shoulder. Sleep was calling you over and over but you resisted. You wanted to stay with him, not just wake up and him be gone again.

Your head was shifting around. You tried to remember what happened, but ... nothing.

"You seem lifeless." Dorian broke the silence.