With broken hands ~Jaskier and Geralt~

The least I can do

~Geralt POV~

I help Jaskier undress since his hands are broken ofcourse. I try to think of a way to make him happy. So he can do his job and then it hits me.

'Jaskier. Uhm I had a question.' He looks down at my while I am struggling to unbutton his pants.

'Yes Geralt?'

'Would you maybe want to teach me to play the lute. So you can sing and I wi-' I can't finish my sentence since Jaskier goes down and hugs me carefully. 

'Geralt is this a joke?' He pulls back.

'No. I feel really sorry for you and this is the least I can do.'

'Ofcourse Geralt. Ofcourse I want to.' Jaskier has a big smile on his face and is stimming. He is so cute. His form of  stimming is jumping and shaking his hands but he can't do that now. 

'Okay but take a bath first. Here let me help you.' I grab him at his upper arm and guide him in the bath. Once he sits down I grab his hair products and start washing his hair the way he used to wash mine. 

'Mhm Geralt where did you learn to do this.' He leans in my hands as I massage his head.

'From a good friend.' He smirks and closes his eyes. His arms are on the side of the bed and we try to not make them wet. I rinse his hair out and start to wash his body. When he needs to stand up I slowly sit down and start to wash the rest of his body. The closer I get to his waist the more he leans away. When I am almost at his penis he sits down quickly. I ignore it thinking he is just not comfortable with it. I continue to rinse his body of skipping his waist.

~Jaskier POV~

Geralt is washing my legs. He slowly moves up to my penis and I can feel something starting to build up in my stomache. The closer he gets the more I get that feeling. I can feel myself getting hard so I sit down quickly before he can't see it. He looks at me weird but then continues to rinse me off. He skips my legs thank god and when we are done he helps me out. He cleans me up with a towel. When he comes close to my waist I just close my eyes and try to calm myself. I start to mumble "burn butcher burn" and calm down. When Geralt is done he dresses me up and I go down stairs to see Harvey. I walk up to him. 

'Jaskier how are you?'

'I am good thank you.'

'You want a drink?'

'Yes. The strongest you have.'

'Coming. It is on the house.' He winks at me and I blush a bit. God I wish I could get over Geralt and just date him. He is so perfect and nice and sweet and everything you want in a man. I have tried for so long to get over Geralt. I dated atleast 20 woman and men trying to get over him but it is so hard. Harvey comes back with a drink and sits next to me.

'God I hate it so much. These broken hands. I can't do anything and need help all the time. And I just had them broken for half a day!'

'Yes that is shit. Do I need to help your or?'

'Yeah.... You need to help me.' He puts the cup against my lips and I finish the drink in one sip.

'Wow you needed that.' He laughs as I pull a weird face since the drink is realy strong. Which is not weird knowing I asked for it. God I feel so shitty. I try to hold in my tears because I don't want everyone or even Harvey to see me cry.

'Yeah. Don't you need to go right now?' I hope he leaves so I can let out my emotions. Not only my broken hands but everything comes up. The fights with Geralt, Yennefer, my family and my love for Geralt. It is just to much for me to be able to cope.

'Yeah. Bye Jaskier.' He gives me a quick kiss. I am happy that he does not care about the people looking or about Geralt. I enjoy his kisses but right now they don't make me feel better. I get up and return to my room opening the door with my foot. When I open the door Geralt is in the bath. I sit next to him on a chair. He looks concerned at me and then takes my face. He knows how I feel.

'It is not your fault. It is mine.' I nob and a tear streams down my face. Geralt hugs me and we keep sitting this way for a while.