@wolftcherโ said: goodbye
ย ย ย ย ๐ฟ๐๐๐'๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ but the times where they werenโt sure when theyโd see one another again were the hardest. Jaskier wants to start begging again, get on his knees and plead until his Wolf relentedโ but he knew it would be of no use. Heโs done it before and it got him nowhere but awash in the sea of silent sorrow that filled Geraltโs eyes. It was too dangerous. Geralt didnโt want to lose Jaskier But had he ever considered that Jaskier didnโt want to lose him?
Geralt didnโt have an answer to that one. Or if he did, he certainly didnโt share it.
So in the lieu of begging it was all Jaskier could do but cling to his Witcher, hold him tight around the ribs and try to memorize the way it felt. The rise and fall of each breath, his chest through the thick leathers, his hair blowing in the gentle breeze and tickling at the side Jaskierโs head (buried in Geraltโs shoulder where he could breathe him).
โItโll be fine. Youโll see.โ (Who was Jaskier talking to; Geralt or himself?) โGive it three months time and Iโll run into you again at some tavern in the countryside and youโll be just... flush with coin. So happy youโll be singing. And Iโll have more songs for you by then. Naturally theyโll be such hits youโll probably hear them before even glimpsing a peak of my lovely arse-- but Iโll hold a special concert. Just for you.โ He pulls back, cups the Witcherโs sandpaper cheek with a trembling hand, and he smiles with a sniffle. โAlright?โ














