For the dialogue prompts ~ "Can I make you something to eat?...Okay. Want a hug maybe?...Okay. Do you want me to sit with you?...I can do that, love."
Sorry you're having a bad night and I hope tomorrow is kinder to you :)
thank you, this is very soft and lovely and I appreciate it <3
modern au - established relationship - mild angst, mostly soft
tw: nonverbal ADHD Jaskier - overstim (based on my own experiences)
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Jaskier made his way into the apartment; Geralt listened as the graduate student silently removed his jacket and hung it in the hallway closet. He heard the sound of Jaskier’s familiar footsteps padding down the hall and then the quiet click of his bedroom door closing behind him. Geralt followed quietly, pausing outside and unsure of how to proceed.
This had only happened a couple times before, if the situation was in fact what Geralt assumed it to be. The nervous zookeeper held his breath and knocked on the door lightly with the very tip of his knuckle. “Babe?”
The door opened a crack and one wide, red-rimmed eye stared out at him.
Geralt lowered his voice to a whisper and asked: “Are you okay?”
Jaskier shook his head No.
“Can I make you something to eat?” No. “Okay. Want a hug, maybe?” No. “Okay. Do you want me to sit with you?”
Jaskier opened the door wide enough to let Geralt slide past him and then shut it again, eager to keep the light out. The brunette had drawn his sound-and-light proof curtains closed and piled all three of his favorite weighted blankets onto the foot of his bed. They’d been sharing Geralt’s memory-foam mattress lately since it was more comfortable, but Jaskier needed his own space to work on songs and homework and video presentations.
Geralt teasingly called the space “Pooh’s Corner” because every time he peeked his head through the door Jaskier was wrapped up in at least two different fluffy blankets while he worked.
Now, with his big blue eyes as round as dinner-plates and shining with unshed tears, he looked incredibly small. More like a lost, sad little Christopher Robin than the snuggly rambunctious Pooh. Geralt sat down on the edge of the bed and waited, knowing that Jaskier would tell him what he needed one way or another.
The music student crawled up the mattress and huddled against the nest of pillows by the headboard. He patted the space next to him and Geralt made his way up, careful not to jostle the bed too much. He sat with his back against the headboard and stretched his legs out in front of him. Jaskier wrapped himself up in one of the blankets and scooted himself over until he was curled into a ball across Geralt’s upper thighs. The student’s warm back was pressed tightly to Geralt’s abdomen; one long-fingered hand took Geralt’s and placed it on the crown of his head.
The zookeeper, slightly anxious in case he made a wrong move, began to gently thread his fingers in and out of Jaskier’s hair, petting softly and smoothing it away from his eyes. The student settled, his weight going full and heavy atop Geralt’s legs.
“Rest,” the older man whispered. “I’ve got you, Jask. You’re safe here.”
Jaskier looked up at him, his words hanging unspoken but understood between them: I know. Thank you. I love you.
Geralt smiled down reassuringly and kept running his fingers through Jaskier’s hair. Over and over again. “I love you, too.”
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