~ time on my hands could be time spent with youYennefer laughs long and hard. “Darling, if Jas
~ time on my hands could be time spent with youYennefer laughs long and hard. “Darling, if Jaskier and I lived together for more than a week, they’d find our corpses clinging to the same scarf.” Geralt agrees with her but says nothing. “I think he should stay with you.”“Yenn,” he growls.“Oh come on, Geralt,” she sighs, “You can’t stay mad at him forever. And he needs somewhere to stay, you know he hasn’t lived anywhere long enough to even have an apartment in years. He gets on well with Ciri, and it’s just for two weeks. What’s the harm?”The harm is, of course, that he hadn’t even apologized yet for that damn video. “Fine,” he says, instead of admitting it. “But I’m kicking him out if he pisses me off.”***When the stay-at-home order starts, Jaskier needs a place to stay, and Geralt just so happens to have a guest bedroom, and he gets along with Ciri, and there’s no logical reason to turn him away. So Geralt swallows his pride, and pretends that everything is fine, and that Jaskier doesn’t keep openly mocking him with each song he releases. Two weeks will pass in no time, and they probably won’t even see each other. Probably.READ ME @ AO3Cover art by the fabulous and perfect Marina. Please praise accordingly.NB I am largely inactive here but can always be found on twitter -- source link
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