I, too, needed your help (Geralt/Jaskier)
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 55m
  • Reads 4,222
  • Votes 192
  • Parts 6
  • Time 55m
Ongoing, First published Dec 29, 2021
Mature
"For fuck's sake, wipe that concerned expression off your face," he hissed and successfully yanked his hand away. If their earlier conversation and the witcher's apology brought them a step closer, now they had taken a huge leap back. Jaskier mentally backed away into his small cave, bringing up all the walls he possibly could to keep himself safe.

"We haven't seen each other in ages and suddenly, you come to me running and acting as if you care? When did you even care, Geralt? Why now? I'll tell you what's your deal, so listen carefully."
- Starts with Geralt rescuing Jaskier from the cell -

Triggers: mentions of torture and past violence, nightmares, emotionally unstable Jaskier and dumbfounded Geralt

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The inn stopped when a mountain of a man clad in black armor with two swords strapped to his back strode in the door. The minstrels screeched to a halt and everyone cut their chatter to stare. Jaskier went into full emergency mode, giving the musicians the stink eye as he said, "Continue, everyone! It is Belleteyn, after all! Don't miss the dance reels behind the inn, great fun!" He motioned to the servers and yelled, "Drinks on the house!" A raucous cheer went up as the inn slowly bustled back to life, but the stares followed the Witcher anyways. A Witcher. At his inn. Jaskier couldn't believe his luck. Most business owners didn't enjoy having Witchers around, but that always seemed like superstitious balderdash to him. Witchers were strong and brave and capable of putting down creatures that haunted the caves and swamps and killed innocents. It never made any sense to him to denigrate such courage. AU where Jaskier runs an inn, Geralt rents a room, and the two can't keep their hands off each other, but parting is damn difficult.