"Remind me how this happened again?"
Jaskier hissed in pain, as Geralt pressed the wet cloth to his right calf. The pain was bearable, but still quite unpleasant. And the Witcher seemed to be taking his time treating the wound.
Jaskier was propped on a rock outside their inn for the night, Geralt kneeling on the grass in front of him. Geralt looked up at the bard with raised eyebrows, waiting for an answer.
Jaskier sighed. "Told you already. I saw a puppy running around here, it looked adorable, but awfully thin-"
"It looked like a puppy".
"Still a puppy. Anyway, I wanted to feed it, so I brought some meat from the tavern. It approached me and-"
"You brought food to a wild animal?" Geralt was staring at him with shock and amusement.
"I wouldn't call it a wild animal, Geralt. I petted him!"
"Of course you did. Okay, but how did-" Geralt nodded at Jaskier's bleeding calf "this happen?"
Jaskier pouted. "Well, you see... The wolf and I had a great time, till a couple of drunken morons stumbled out of the tavern screaming and scared the poor thing away. It was so confused, it bit my leg and took off into the trees".
"You're sitting here with your leg looking like this and he's the poor thing?"
"You should've seen it up close, Geralt. It was a magnificent creature. Snow white fur and those eyes-"
"It could've bitten you in the face, Jaskier".
"No, because I didn't lean in. I'm not an idiot".
"You have like, zero sense of self preservation".
"Oh, shut up. It's not the first time I got bitten by a wolf. Although, you usually don't draw blood, dear". Jaskier added with a wink. "Are you done yet?"
Geralt finished tying the bandage around Jaskier's calf, standing up and taking a step backwards, admiring his work.
"Thank you, dear. Let's go to bed?"
"Splendid. Gods, I could really use a good night's sleep right no- AHhh-"
Jaskier yelped in surprise, when the Witcher picked him up in his arms, bridal style. Geralt took them to their room for the night.
Jaskier pressed his nose against Geralt's neck, laughing softly. "This is totally unnecessary".
"This is very necessary". The Witcher answered with a soft chuckle.
They fell asleep quickly, warm and soft in each other's arms.
The next morning, Geralt woke up first. He went to the stables to check up on Roach, when he noticed the wolf from yesterday staring at him from afar.
Geralt huffed to himself, when he noticed that the wolf had white fur and bright-golden eyes.
Geralt gave the wolf some food from his bag. The wolf approached the Witcher with caution, sniffing at the food on the grass. It ate the food quickly, moving on to playfully nibble at the Witcher's hand. Geralt smiled as he scratched the wolf behind its ear.
"And I'm the one with zero sense of self preservation".
Geralt turned his head and saw Jaskier, who was leaning against the doorframe. The bard had a big smile plastered on his face. "By the way, he looks a lot like you".
"Looks nothing like me". The Witcher mumbled, turning back to the beast. Geralt gave him the rest of the food in his bag, the wolf grabbed it and took off into the woods.
Geralt stood up, brushing his pants. He turned to Jaskier, who was still staring at him with a soft smile. The Witcher sighed. "We're going to have a long talk about the trust and illogical amount of love you give to all living creatures in general".
Jaskier tilted his head. "As if you hate that about me".
"I don't. But I'm tired of treating wounds and worrying about them healing".
"Understood. Guess from now on, I'll just concentrate all my illogical amount of love towards you, my dear Witcher". Jaskier winked at him and slipped back into the inn, getting ready for the day.
Geralt rolled his eyes fondly, a ghost of a smile on his lips.
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