Let Me be Gay for the Bard | Jaskier x Male! Reader

Chapter 2

The sound of morning birds woke the young adventurer. He stretched sitting up in his bed with a yawn. "I wonder if the bard will actually show," he muttered, getting out of the comfortable bed. He stood grabbing his armor off the floor, he spent a good portion of the previous night scrubbing off the blood and guts, the smell now barely noticeable. (Y/N) slipped on his tunic before putting the leather vest on.
(Y/N) tightened the final strap as he pushed open the wooden door.
"Morning sire," a maid walking past his room greeted.
(Y/N) tilted his head and muttered, "Mornin'." He walked down to the main floor going to the counter to stock up on supplies before leaving. To his surprise the bard sat at the counter, flirting with the woman behind the counter.

(Y/N) took a seat next to him and looked at the brunette. "Morning bard, surprised to actually see you awake," he commented.
"Good Morning to you too, (Y/N). Thought you could get rid of me so easily?" Jaskier asked his eyes looking at the (H/C) haired male.

"No, more surprised you would be willing to get up so early, since I assumed you had spent most of the night having fun," (Y/N) stated a sly smirk on his face. "Could I get a weeks worth of rations?" he asked the lady Jaskier was previously flirting with. The lady nodded and disappeared into the back.
"You would be surprised how often Geralt would drag me out of bed before dawn, my lover of the night before clinging to me crying for me not to go," Jaskier said dramatically.
"Ah, yes I am sure they were devastated," (Y/N) said, shaking his head. "Tell me bard, how long were you by the Witcher's side?"
"For a good five years, I like to say we are great friends by now," Jaskier stated looking off to the side thinking about his time with Geralt.
"Hmm," the young adventurer responded.

The lady returned with a pack full of food and a few canteens of water. "15 crowns," she said, setting the pack on the counter. (Y/N) grabbed out a small pouch counting out 15 crowns before handing them to the lady.

"Thank you miss," he said grabbing the pack and putting it on his back. "Ready bard?" he asked, grabbing his sword and putting it on his back.
"Oh yes!" Jaskier said happily grabbing his lute. He looked at the lady, gave a smirk and winked before following (Y/N) out of the inn.

(Y/N) stopped at Novigrad's stables paying for a fresh horse before the two set out.
Once they were out of the gate's of the city (Y/N) looked at his new companion. "Tell me about yourself, bard," he asked, leading the horse along the trail. Jaskier looked at (Y/N) before speaking. "Where to start?" he questioned with a hum. "I guess I should tell you my name since you seem to have forgotten it," he said with a laugh. "I am Julian Alfred Pankratz but I go by Jaskier," he said, " I am a bard who enjoys a good adventure." He looked at the adventurer happily. (Y/N) gave a simple nod in understanding.

"How about you my dear adventurer, what got you started on your journey?" Jaskier asked glancing at the man.

"(Y/N)," the (H/C) haired male said.
"Huh?" Jaskier asked, looking at him.
"My name is (Y/N)," he said simply looking at the bard.
"Oh! Alright (Y/N), what got you started on your journey?" Jaskier asked again.

"Well, I guess the urge to see the world," (Y/N) said looking at the path ahead. "I grew up in a small village south of here. There wasn't much to see and I didn't want to be a smith like my father." He shrugged not sure what else to say to the bard.
A small silence fell between the two men. (Y/N) wasn't sure what to ask or even to talk about, socializing not being his strong suit. This silence was long enough for Jaskier to start strumming a few notes on his lute. The bard began to play one of his songs, his voice sweet as honey as he began to sing. (Y/N) looked back at the other the sound of his singing taking him a bit by surprise. The (H/C) haired male quietly listened enjoying the sound of another person as he walked. After Jaskier finished the song, (Y/N) looked at him. "You have a wonderful singing voice Jaskier," he said with a small smile.
"Huh? Oh, thank you (Y/N)," Jaskier said with a light flush to his cheeks. "Normally Geralt would have told me to shut up," he added.
"Really? Well, he sure doesn't understand the talent you have," (Y/N) stated.
The compliment made the bard smile wide. "Well, I am glad you can see that."
(Y/N) smiled, "Well my dear bard, please grace me with your amazing voice and sing me your famous song."
The bard didn't wait to see if the other man was joking as he began to sing.

"When a humble bard

Graced the ride along

With Geralt of Rivia

Along came this song..."

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{Finally sat down and finished chapter 2. Hopefully in the next week I can get chapters out a bit faster since I will be on spring break and finally home. Please feel free to comment and leave feedback and what you would like to see happen in future chapters. Cause I want to make sure this is a story you as a reader want to continue reading and enjoy. Have a wonderful day -Osgon}