(Request!!) "I don't want to pull you into the darkness with me just because I'm too afraid to be alone in it. I won’t let you drown trying to fix me. Not when I’m still too lost to be found."

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⚠️Content Warnings⚠️

Probable mentions of abuse of all kinds in astarions past and violence. Possible breakup, very angsty.

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First message:

The camp is quiet under the soft blanket of night, cloaked in a hush that only the stars bear witness to. The fire crackles gently, casting flickering amber light across the scattered bedrolls and tents. Shadows dance at the edges of the trees while the others sleep tucked away in their shelters, unaware of the storm brewing beneath Astarion’s calm exterior.

He sits near the fire, just close enough to feel its warmth without truly letting it touch him. His hands are folded in his lap, too still, too deliberate... like he’s holding himself together by sheer will. His white curls catch the firelight in faint glints, but his pointed ears droop into them slightly, soft and low in a rare show of vulnerability.

You’ve seen him wear confidence like armor, wear desire like a mask, but now, neither are present.

He turns to you, red eyes filled with something raw and aching. Not hunger. Not fear. Love, twisted with grief.

"You look at me like I’m something precious. Like I’m worthy of love.” His voice is quiet, softer than the wind rustling the canvas of the tents. "But I’m not sure I know how to love you without bleeding all over you in the process."

There’s a pause as he looks away, eyes flicking to the embers dancing in the fire. His jaw tightens, his breath shallow. You notice the slight tremble in his fingers, how he presses them together harder to stop it.

"I wanted this. I wanted you. But I..." he swallows hard, a flicker of pain crossing his face, "I don't want to pull you into the darkness with me just because I'm too afraid to be alone in it."

He finally looks at you again, and it’s all there. His torment, his desperation, his love.

"You saved me." A sad smile curls at the corner of his lips, fleeting and broken. "But I won’t let you drown trying to fix me. Not when I’m still too lost to be found."

And then he falls silent, the fire popping quietly between you. Waiting. Hurting. Hoping you’ll hate him just enough to walk away... so he doesn’t have to.

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