Congratulations on your milestone! Could I request an oneshot where it’s the moment where Jaskier holds baby Charlotte for the first time when she’s born, and he goes all soft, please? Thanks so much!! 😘
A/N: I have this whole story behind Charlotte’s name which if I ever get around to it would tie into an OC x Eskel fic that has to do with a sister of Jaskier’s and this whole dad!Jaskier AU kind of dabbles into it…. But I just have to kick my own ass into gear lmao.... also this is another one of the asks that was sent in over a year ago.... yikes I'm the worst lmao
Warnings: a bit angsty but fluffy, nothing outside of canon
You hummed quietly as you moved around the kitchen, making sure to be nearly as silent as possible. One week old Charlotte was just in the other room taking a nap. You had struggled to get her to sleep but now that she was finally asleep, you could clean up where it was needed.
As you were passing a window, you glanced outside out of habit. Your eyes caught sight of two horses coming down the path. One was Roach carrying Geralt and the other was Piper carrying Jaskier.
You hurried to go outside and meet your husband, but made sure to quietly close the front door behind yourself.
Jaskier jumped down from Piper’s back before she even came to a stop. He was so eager and excited to get to you, to make it to you before the baby arrived.
But as he started to approach you, he realized your stomach wasn’t as prominent as it had been two weeks ago when he left with Geralt for a contract.
The bard came to a slow stop, brows drawing together with concern. His lips parted as his breath caught in his throat.
“The-The baby.” He couldn’t even form a complete sentence.
“It’s alright, my love.” You assured him, placing your hands on his arms. “She’s inside.”
His features immediately softened. His hands came up to your biceps.
“She?”
“Mhm.” Tears sprung from seemingly nowhere as you nodded your head.
Without missing a beat, Jaskier pulled you in for a hug. His arms wrapped around you so tightly, hands pressing against your back.
“When?”
“Six days ago just before sunrise.”
His shoulders trembled as he cried into the crook of your neck.
The both of you had been told by your midwife that the baby wouldn’t be born for three more weeks, so you encouraged Jaskier to go with Geralt on one final trip before fatherhood prevented him from traveling for a while.
“I’m so sorry.”
“Nonsense.” You brought your hand up to brush your fingers through his thick dark hair. “We are both safe. I only wish you would have been here to witness her birth.”
He pulled away to look at you. His cheeks were stained red and tears dampened his skin. You reached up to brush the tears away, smiling softly.
“Would you like to see her?”
“Of course.”
Jaskier started to go towards the house, his hand firmly holding yours. You hesitated. Your eyes found Geralt.
“Come on, Geralt. You must see your niece.”
“I will be in momentarily.” The White Wolf told you, a soft smile playing on his face. “I’ll put the horses up.”
***
Jaskier squeezed your hand intermittently as you led him down the hallway towards your bedroom.
“She just laid down for a nap not too long ago.” You warned him.
He let your hand go and began to go to the crib by himself. You remained near the door, watching your husband with teary eyes. You had cried multiple times since her birth thinking about what this moment would be like, and now it was finally here.
Jaskier took his lute off and gently placed it on the floor against her crib.
“Oh my gods.” He whispered.
Inside the crib was what looked like a wrapped up loaf of bread. But the little face poking out from the off white cloth made his heart melt.
Without hesitation, Jaskier picked her up.
“She barely weighs anything!” He whispered, blue eyes very briefly finding you. He returned his gaze to Charlotte as he cradled her in his arms.
“Right now, she has your eyes.” You moved to stand next to him, leaning your chin on his shoulder. “Hopefully it stays that way. You have beautiful eyes.”
“She’s got your nose.” He chuckled softly, then sniffled. “What-What have you been calling her?”
“We agreed on Charlotte. After your sister.”
Jaskier brought his gaze back to you.
“Thank you, Y/N.”
“We agreed on it.” You cupped his cheek and used the pad of your thumb to gently brush the tears away.
“No, thank you for this. For-For giving me a daughter.” He turned his head to kiss your palm. “It’s more than I ever could’ve asked for.”
“My love, I’d give you the moon and stars if I could.”
Jaskier leaned his head down to rest his forehead against yours.
You both stayed like that for a few moments, eyes closed and taking in one anothers warm breath. It was comforting to just be there with your husband and now with your daughter too.
“Geralt is going to love her.” Jaskier pulled back, a bright and proud smile on his face.
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