Jaskier (jask) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-01-06 18:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, geralt, jaskier |
Who: Jaskier & Geralt.
Where: Their room.
When: Thursday morning.
What: Figuring some things out.
Status: Completed.
Warnings: Fluff.
Mornings were normally a simple affair around the Jaskier-Geralt abode. Usually, Jaskier was the one who would drag himself downstairs and slap together something resembling breakfast and bring it back upstairs for the both of them to eat. He wasn't great at it yet, but he wasn't bad, either. But this morning, instead of getting dressed and going straight for the kitchen, Jaskier decided to test out that privilege he'd been given on New Year's. Geralt said he was welcome to sleep in his bed. Whenever he liked. And thus far, the bard had been too nervous to venture over and see how serious Geralt had been with that offer. Nearly a full week later and Jaskier finally found the courage to give it a try, sneaking out from beneath his sheets and moving over to the still-sleeping witcher. It was dark. The drapes were still drawn, so it was difficult to see. But once he managed to paw back the covers enough to slip his way in, Jaskier would immediately receive an onslaught of wet, sloppy kisses. But not from Geralt. "Oh, ew, Roach." Well. At least the horse was more affectionate as a dog. Now there was a thought he never thought he'd be having. "Geralt. For gods' sake -" Jaskier managed to lean back enough that Roach wasn't slobbering on him anymore, but he still couldn't quite reach around the dog to give Geralt a proper nudge. Hopefully the commotion and Jaskier's whining was enough to wake him. "You let Roach sleep in bed with you?" |