With broken hands ~Jaskier and Geralt~

Are you okay?

It has been days since we last stayed in a village. My legs are about to give up since they didn't really have had time to rest.

'Geralt. I love you you know that right?' He turns to me with a with a weird look on his face.

'Yes. Why what are you saying?'

'Well. Then I see a village infront of us and since you also love me you wouldn't mind to stop so I can rest my feet and eat some good food would you?'

'Why are you always complaining Jas?' I turn my head to him and try to look angry.

'Hey. First of all you do not have the rights to say that since you are on a hourse. I know I am wearing your clothes but it is still freezing and my feet are dying. Second of all, you are a witcher and I am a human. We need differant things.' He rolls his eyes.

'Fine. But just for one night. Then we have to go. We are just 4 days away.'

'You say that like 4 days in nothing.'

'Hhm.' I roll my eyes. Always those short awnsers. God I can not imagine what it is like to almost not talk and enjoy silence. Silence makes you hear the voices in your head. And in my case they never say good things. Well atleast not since Rience. My thought trail back to that moment and I can feel my fingers tracing the burn markes on my hand. I know the biggest marks are gone but there are still scares and you can see them quiet clearly. I always move my fingers or cover them up.

'Jas.' I jump up looking at Geralt. He has a look on his face. You would almost say he looks conserned.

'Yeah. What?'

'Are you okay.' I am a bit shocked by that question. No one ever asked me that. They think I am alright because I always smile. I can't not be not okay. That is not me. I try to put on a fake smile but feel the tears form in my eyes.

'Yeah. Ofcourse. Why wouldn't I be?'

'Is it because of Harvey?' I completely forgot about him. I have been so busy with Geralt I did not one moment think of him. 

'Harvey? Oh no. No.' I now realise Geralt does not even know about Rience. I guess it is for the best.

'Hmh. Climb on Roach.'

'What.' I don't even have the time to process what Geralt says because he lifts me infront of hime. I now realise he had stoped Roach to talk to me. He takes my burned hand. 

'Hey you let my hand go. It is privet.' I try to pull away but he hold my hand in a thight grip. 'You horses arse.'

'Stop Jas. What happend.'

'Nothing.'

'Was it fire fucker?' I turn around now facing him. Roach who was walking stops.

'How do you know?'

'Yennefer told me.' I turn around.

'Ofcourse she did. How long have you known?'

'Half a year. Yennefer told me when we met at Nenneke.' I look down at my hand. Geralt is still holding it.

'It was awful Geralt. They wanted you and I did not want to lose you even though you were not there. I care so much about you Geralt and I didn't know what they were going to do to you. I could not tell them. I did not want to tell them.'

'They hurt you Jaskier.'

'I know. But else they would have hurt you. Now I finally got the change to do something good and still I failed.'

'You did not fail Jas. You protected me.'

'I know. I just wish you would not have left me.'

'I am so sorry for that Jaskier. I know now that I should not have left you.' A tear steams down my face as I let my head rest on Geralt his chest.

'I have missed you so much. I thought I found you again and you left me. I mean I liked Harvey but I like you more. You are my best friend.' As Geralt his fingers slip from my hand into my hair I close my eyes.

'And you are my best friend.' I smile.

Roach starts to walk again and Geralt holds me close. I can feel something touch my head. I look up at Geralt and he smiles. I realise he gave me a kiss on the head.

'Thank you.'

'What?' Geralt looks confused.

'For asking how I was. And the kiss on the head.' I kiss his cheek and then let my head rest on his chest again. Geralt grabs my hand again and kisses the scars. Oh how I love this man.