Panda Panda Panda! Can I pls ask for Cuddle Puddle? With as many bards as possible? Multi-verse, Valdo, Pris, Essi, just: bards. You can pick and choose from the bardic options, dealers choice!
30. Cuddle puddle
Of course you can my dear wolfie! Pleae enjoy some bitter sweet cuddling as things come to an end and life begins! <3
Warnings: uhm, mention of alcohol? that's it, all the bards love each other very much
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“What if we just don’t show up tomorrow.”
“Don’t be silly. We have paid too much for this not to go.”
“Yes, but… I don’t want to leave….”
They sit together on top of the world. Their world, small as it is, filled with color and sound even as darkness has fallen. Watching Oxenfurt at night from a rooftop might sound a little cliché, but it is cliché for a reason. It has a dreamlike quality to it, being made all the more special being there with each other.
Jaskier leans back against a chimney, warm against his back, and passes the bottle of wine over to Priss. Next to her sits Valdo, Essi and Dandelion. It is a bit tight, but they work around that by sitting all over each other, legs tangled and heads leaning on shoulders.
“I will miss you all.” Valdo admits, accepting the bottle from Priss and taking a swig.
“Aaw, Valdo.” Essi smiles at him, bumping her shoulder to his, and he wraps an arm around her shoulder.
“You are the most important people in my life.” He says, watching Essi and probably meaning mostly her. Essi blushes and ducks her head, and Dandelion laughs cheerily.
“You are drunk, Valdo my dear.” He tells him, and they all join in the laughter.
“I think I want to go to Skellige.” Jaskier says after a while. “I have been writing with a bard there, Draig bon Dhu, I think there might be great stories to be told.”
“Oh, I thought you wanted to go because of that witcher you admire so.” Priss is quick to tease, and it is Jaskier’s turn to blush.
Dandelion's laugh is loud and melodic. They all might be a bit drunk actually, they are on at least their second bottle, and that one is starting to feel a bit empty.
“Ahhh, I just want to be with you all a bit longer.” Essi sighs from Valdo’s shoulder. Her voice is sounding suspiciously wobbly, and not a minute later she sniffs and wipes her eyes.
Priss distangles herself from Jaskiers leg and promptly falls into Essi’s arms. Dandelion isn’t late to follow, propping himself up on the other side of Valdo, wrapping his arms around as many of them as he can. Jaskier doesn’t feel like moving, but he doesn’t want to be left out either, so he pulls at them and makes them all fall into his lap.
They laugh and cry together. It is a bit uncomfortable and Dandelion is not sure where his other shoe is, but fingers tenderly combing through his curls puts all other thoughts on hold.
“We will meet again.” Priss promises. “I will find you all again. You Dandelion in a court, and you Essi by the sea. Valdo, I’m sure you will find your princess, and Jaskier your witcher.”
“You really have us all figured, huh?”
“I do. You are all so dear to me, and I really wish you would come visit me too.”
“We’re going to watch the sunrise together, sweetness.” He had already gotten the roof set up with some blankets and a thermos with hot tea, to keep them warm. And if anything else happens…
Alice grumbled incoherently, admittedly doing a rather poor job of acting irritated at such a touching gesture. She had stopped kicking about, and once on the roof she had happily cuddled up in the nest he had provided, wriggling about in excitement as the first peeks of the sun filtered through the trees
COLD BREEZES BITING at bare cheeks did not make for a happy coon. while his costume was snug and layered, his face was pitifully exposed to the harsh midnight wind. he could even see a bit of red starting to appear on his flawless, dark skin. that means no selfies! oh, cruel world! a depressed pout fell over his lips, seemingly permanent, and he dropped his chin snug into his palm with a long sigh, gazing out at his gorgeously lit up city with eyes full of longing. how much longer would he have to wait here? he was so bored! and annoyed! and bored!
there were things to steal! people to annoy!
at the sudden sound of his partner’s voice behind him, he turns and looks up so quick he almost fell backwards off the roof ledge. features brightened in an instant, a warm smile taking it’s rightful throne over the frown. no one can turn his bad mood upside down like she can, definitely not as fast. he decides then, she’s worth the wait, even if it’s cold as all hell. he took the cup between gloved hands, grateful for her kindness (as rare as it is), and blew her a kiss from his fingertips.
Sebastian: smiled as he climbed up on the roof to see his husband. He had just finished putting away the things he and Braxton bought at the food store and he hadn't seen Jeff much that day. "Hey babe," he murmured, kissing his cheek and sitting down. "What's up?"
