#bouncey and comfy on another whirlwind adventure

[bounce-a-coin-off-your-witcher]

Is it too soft to give you a 'these are all the little ways you saved me from me' prompt? 💖💖💖

Oh yes. Thank you.

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Geralt rolled onto his back and reached out his hand for Jaskier’s, tangling their fingers together with practiced ease. The bard gave a confident squeeze and Geralt squeezed back. 

“Thank you,” the Witcher murmured up to the starry sky. He heard the rustle of Jaskier’s hair moving as the bard tilted his head in Geralt’s direciton.

“For what?”

“Reminding me that I’m not a monster.”

“You never were and you never will be.”

The vehemence and determination in Jaskier’s voice never failed to melt the Witcher’s heart. His bard had never feared him. Never hated him. Never treated him like he was anything other than a friend and companion. Eventually, he’d treated him like a lover. 

Like any young man might treat his beloved. 

Geralt had never felt so cherished before and he reveled in the warm sensation that spread through his limbs when the bard was nearby. 

“What are you thinking about?” Jaskier asked, squeezing his hand again. Geralt tugged his darling close and kissed him sweetly, pouring all of his incredibly intense feelings into the one simple gesture. He wrapped himself around the younger man and hung on tightly. 

“You.”