caleb widogast imagine - critical role
requested by: @ladyatthecrossroads
request: I’d love to order me a #156 with Caleb x reader, maybe reader talking to one of the other Nein about a crush and denying that scruffy boi feels anything for them? But the other Nein knows what’s up?
prompt: 156. “He stares at you every time you look away.”
word count: 661 (it's pretty short, but I'm hoping to be able to write longer imagines with practice)
summary: jester is convinced that caleb has a crush on you, but you can't really seem to believe her, even if she isn't changing her mind.
comment: I just realised that this is actually my first fanfic written in english, so let me know if something feels wrong with the grammar/language!
During your travels with the Mighty Nein, you’d come to treasure the nights spent sleeping in an inn, as opposed to sleeping on the side of the road. This is why, as soon as you entered the tavern, you immediately went to book four rooms for yourself and your companions.
Earlier in the evening, right before you had talked to the innkeeper, you had assumed that Jester asking to share a room with you was for Beau and Yasha’s benefit. Right now though, with Jester looking at you from her position on the other side of the relatively small room, you're not so sure anymore.
“Soooo, do you have a crush on anyone?” Jester is perched on her bed, mirroring your position on yours, and judging by her knowing look, she already knows the answer to that question.
"What brought this on?" You ask, both genuinely curious and humouring her.
She gets up, still smiling knowingly, and skips over to your bed. Sitting down next to your legs, she leans over, and elaborates: "I saw you looking at Cay-leb tonight". Wiggling her eyebrows, she continues: "Do you have a crush on him, Y/N?".
You sigh, buying yourself a little more time before replying. "Okay, maybe I do have a crush on him" you admit.
She hums happily and sways on the bed, changing her position again and crossing her legs to be able to look at you without twisting her head. "Are you gonna tell him?"
"What? No, of course not." You're not that much surprised by her choice of topic, but this last question catches you of guard. "I mean, I do have a crush on him, but mostly I care for him, you know? He's my friend. I wouldn't do something that would make him uncomfortable, and it's pretty obvious that he doesn't like me that way."
"Really?" Jester pouts, apparently disagreeing. "It's, like, so obvious he has a crush on you! That's why am talking to you about this, you know, because you like him, and he likes you, and so if you tell him you'll get together and it'll be super romantic!"
Seeing your disbelieving expression, she backtracks a little, but keeps in her conviction: "I mean, you don't have to tell him if you don't want to, though. But- "
"Jester, Caleb doesn't 'have a crush on me', what are you saying?" Suddently, she looks serious, and looks at you for a second before answering.
"Y/N... he stares at you every time you look away." Before you can reply, she widens her eyes and gasps, and starts listing other things: "And when you volunteer to take watches at night, he volunteers for the same watch, right? And when we fought yesterday and you were in a though spot he cast polymorph on you so you could fight better, and like, a week ago he gave you his healing potion, and-"
You zone out a bit after than, and don't really listen to her, not quite sure what to make of this.
Sure, sometimes Jester bases her opinions about other people's romantic feelings too much on the novels she reads, but the points she is making seem to actually make sense, and you kind of want that to be true. On the other hand, you can't seem to believe that Caleb might actually be interested in you, and definitely not with Jester's certainty.
You manage to convince Jester to stop talking after a while, mostly with the promise that you would restart the conversation again tomorrow, and you lay in bed for a while, without being able to sleep.
You're not sure yet what to believe, or if you're ever going to talk to Caleb about this, but you can't really stop yourself from fantasising a bit about the possibility, a smile on your face.
When you finally fall asleep, thoughts still swirling in your head, Jester's breathing is the only sound you can hear.
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