The many inhabitants of the kelp forest
seen from United States
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seen from Japan
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seen from Italy
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seen from Russia
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The many inhabitants of the kelp forest
The brick wall is cold behind his back, in stark contrast of the body covering his. Geralt has guided him to hide between two buildings, half concealed by a cart with barrels, to hide from their sudden pursuers. Most of their stuff are still at the inn. They will have to find a way to get those back eventually. For now, all Jaskier can think of is the way Geralt is looking at him, the way he is crowding him against the wall. Soft and warm and still a little rumpled, Jaskier just wants him to press closer.
The look Geralt is giving him makes Jaskier thinks the witcher wants the same...
AND THEN THEY KISS
Or something, idk. Little doodle where everything is off and the details are missing, but i wanted them to hide and i wanted Jaskier to look at Geralt as if he hung the fucking moon. Ya know?
This just in; I’m still an idiot.
I have about 6 versions of the Handful TM, because why the duck not
Now is a good time to ignore everything and just think Them, right?
“You’re safe”
“You’re safe.”
Geralt knocks his forehead to Jaskier’s, closing his eyes in relief. He was so worried, so afraid of having lost him, having pushed too far.
“I am.” Jaskier agrees quietly.
Then he puts a hand on Geralt’s shoulder, freeing himself from the loose grip around his neck, and backs up.
“See you around, Geralt.”