Witcher one shots ♡

heatwaves

*a/n - yes this is me projecting because if i have to suffer through 40°c heat with no ac im not doing it alone😭 and ofc the setting is "somewhere at some point in time jaskier and geralt are travelling together" because why wouldn't it be*

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Jaskier dramatically sighed and flung his arms by his side in frustration. He and Geralt had been travelling for hours already with no food and little water left to share and to top it all off? It was the middle of a heatwave. The midday sun was beating down on the both of them relentlessly and scorching the ground beneath them. Jaskier was sweating buckets and despite Geralts attemps to hide it, he was becoming tired and sweaty too.

"Geraltttttt" Jaskier whined, pouting like a child. "It's too hotttttt"

"I can see that Jaskier" Geralt sighs, wiping sweat off his forehead. "Roach is getting tired too..."

"Sooo can we pleaseee just stop for a while? I am but a weak and pale bard I am not built for this hellish weather and I am absolutely parched"

Geralt pauses for a second to think. "There's a small forest about 20 minutes away. We can stop there."

Roach sighed as if she could understand the situation and was as pissed off as Jaskier was. Geralt hated overworking her especially in extreme weather but he couldn't afford to stop in the middle of nowhere with the sun directly above them, at least the forest would be shaded and as far as he could remember there was a small lake in the centre. He whispered to her that it was just a little while longer and that she could rest soon, luckily quiet enough for Jaskier not to hear it and poke fun at the fact that "you love that horse more than any person" and it's "bizarre".

Sure enough after 20 minutes of slow riding and dramatic sighs and wails of distress off Jaskier, they were at a forest. Jaskier threw his head back and sighed in relief.

"Its about fuckinggg time sweet heavens I need a rest" he yelled, prancing up to a large tree and flopping down into the grass below it as if he were a fish out of water. Geralt couldnt help but smirk as he was dismounting Roach and walking her to the lake almost right behind where Jaskier decided to lay.

"Oh for fucks sake we just stopped where are you going" he yelled, scrambling to his feet again to follow Geralt. He was about to make up some elaborate threat involving his lute to get Geralt to explain, but just stood in silence grinning when he saw a relatively big clearing of trees and a crystal clear lake at their feet.

After a few seconds of staring in awe, Jaskier was tearing off his sweat stained clothes and tossing them on the ground next to the lake. He practically lept into the water and laughed with relief at how cool it was against his clammy skin. It wasn't very deep but Jaskier couldn't care less, it was cold and that's all that mattered to him. He swam a few paces out but mainly just laid on his back, bobbing up and down to the waters rhythm. Geralt hadn't got in yet, he was too busy settling Roach under a tree close enough to the water for her to drink it. He just watched the bard, smiling and floating around without a care in the world. Without even realising, he began to smile too, which soon caught Jaskiers eye.

"And what are you smiling at good sir" Jaskiers words broke Geralts trance, causing him to look away for a second.

"Nothing"

"You're a terrible liar Geralt"

"Shut up" he almost chuckled.

"Or what" Jaskier swam closer to him, looking up with that smirk that could only mean trouble. Without thinking, Geralt lightly kicked the surface of the water, splashing cool water all over Jaskiers face. Big mistake. Jaskier froze for a second, not really sure how to feel about a witcher of all people, splashing water on him. However he did know that this meant war.