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    “We can leave,” his witcher says, no trace of judgment in his tone, no condemnation of Jaskier’s weakness. He could leave, he knows. Geralt would let him and would never bring it up again, no matter how much time they’d wasted getting here.

    The knowledge lets him give Geralt a tremulous smile.

    “I can do this,” he says, and Geralt leans over, giving him a soft, sweet kiss.

    “I don’t doubt it, but if you want to leave, we leave,” Geralt tells him, pressing their foreheads together briefly. “I don’t care if it’s the middle of the service, and we have to jump over the coffin,” Jaskier laughs wetly at this, “we leave when you want to.”

    Jaskier closes his eyes briefly and leans more into the contact.

    “I love you,” he says, voice only a little strained.

    Geralt kisses him once more and then pulls back, leading them on.

     

    (Jaskier is called back to Lettenhove to attend a funeral) (blessedly this time he has Geralt with him)

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    It’s hard, at times, to keep playing at ignorance when the intrepid little moron dumps out the entire bundle of his sleek, downy-soft pelt in search of a new quill, but if he isn’t going to bring it up, Geralt’s certainly not going to pry, even though he does have to prompt the bard surreptitiously more than a few times when the flighty little pest evidently forgets all about his pelt and moves to happily trot along on his way, his freedom left behind in the dust. It’s a fine line Geralt walks, playing dumb while hyper-aware of the situation, but he manages to hold his peace and remain silent even when he wants to scold the selkie to be fucking careful. The bard babbles along at length throughout the day enough without prompting; gods forfend Geralt give him any sign of encouragement for more.

    Still, despite Geralt’s best efforts, he finds that the selkie–who has chosen Jaskier as his name of all things–is growing on him.

    It is, in a few words, fucking obnoxious.

    (Jaskier is a selkie who is absolutely HORRIFIC at keeping up with his pelt) (lucky, then, that he has a witcher to do it for him)

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    "It’s like walking with a bloody sheepdog, Jaskier thinks peevishly, as Geralt gets in between Jaskier and a stall full of interesting shiny things, pushing him on towards the herbalist they need to visit. It’s one of the reasons Jaskier enjoys shopping alone, frankly, this tendency of Geralt's to shepherd him through the market on the most efficient route possible, leaving no time to wander aimlessly in hope of finding something new and interesting."

    (5 instances in which Geralt displays pupper tendencies and 1 time he's all too human)

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    There is one element of his time at Kaer Morhen that remains a problem, however: his room is fucking freezing.

    Jaskier sets his teeth and wraps his arms tighter around himself, curling inwards as if that’ll provide him with more warmth. He’s already beneath every layer he’s been able to gather, wrapped into a ball of sheets and blankets and furs. He’s even pulled on two pairs of thick wool socks borrowed from Kaer Morhen’s stores, but he can still feel the tingle of chill in his toes. He tries to think of warm things: hot toddies, mulled wine, summer sunshine, sharing beds with-

    He cuts himself off.

    (Jaskier is settling into Kaer Morhen, but he has a persistent problem: he's freezing in his room at night. unfortunately, he's also terrified of fire)

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    At the fourth stumble of the morning, Geralt’s patience breaks. Fine, the little fool is too stubborn to see he should leave and get it over with. Geralt will do the hard work for him, will simply move so fast that the bard has no choice but to end this farce already. He shifts his posture, squeezing Roach gently with his legs to urge her on faster-

    -and nearly goes flying purely out of surprise when she gives him a warning buck, a single crow hop before she settles again.

     

    (there's a reason mares lead herds)

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