Jaskier is unreasonably protective of Geraltās hair, for a good reason. (2.5k of fluff and boys being soft ā also on AO3)
Jaskier is being unreasonably protective of Geraltās hair.
āHey, hands off! Who said you could touch!ā
The merchant, whose hand was forcefully slapped away by the bard, looks only slightly embarrassed.
āForgive me, Master Witcher,ā the man says, directing at Geralt and ignoring the daggers Jaskier shoots at him. āHair as long as yours can sell for a good price.ā
Geralt hums, peering down at the white hair draping down his shoulders. He hasnāt trimmed it in the past half a year or so, and it is indeed quite long, nearly reaching the middle of his back.
To keep it long but untangled is quite a feat. Jaskier has been adding more fancy oils to their pack and spending more time massaging them into Geraltās hair whenever they find themselves in a bath. The longer it got, the soft it is to the touch. Geralt even catches himself combing through it on occasion to feel the silky texture.
He also finds himself wearing it down more often than not, leaving the hair loose and draped down one side of his neck. With its unusual color, no wonder itās attracted attention.
āDo you deal hair?ā Geralt asks in return. āWigs?ā
āAye, I work for the royal palace. Been making wigs for ceremonies and banquets for two decades.ā The merchant has a hungry look in his eyes. āBut I have to say, hair such as yours is a rare sight. Iād pay extra for the kingās collection. Itās a wonder, white hair by mutation, free of dye and bleachā¦ā
With that, the man moves to touch Geraltās hair again, his hand outreached and inches away from the strands brushing against Geraltās arm. This time, Jaskier steps in, inserting himself between the two of them and squawking a high-pitched noise.
āOi!ā he yells. āWhat part of hands off do you not understand? We said itās not for sale! No, thank you! His hair is not some spectacle for royal brats to keep in a museum!ā
