With Mirth and Laughter Let Old Wrinkles Come (слэш)

That stopped the rogue in his tracks, and he turned again to face Varric who was rubbing his hand over his face. There was that tension again, in his chest and in his shoulders, and it dawned on him that this was Hawke, his best friend. If he were to screw this up, if something were to happen--he couldn’t handle not having Hawke in his life. Varric realized he had to make a decision, and that there was only one way he might not totally wreck his relationship with Hawke.
He waved his friend over, “Sit, sit down. Wait, no. Grab that whiskey from over there, and come sit down. I’ve got a story to tell you and I don’t feel like being sober when I tell you.”