"you know, i thought angels were supposed to," the demon waves a hand in a vague gesture, apparently encompassing geralt& #39;s general being, "wear all white, symbolizing their purity or whatever."

geralt looks down at his all black ensemble then raises an eyebrow. "guess not." https://twitter.com/RosbergInBloom/status/1321591310516707330">https://twitter.com/RosbergIn...

he turns to leave, satisfied his charge is safe in her room after a day of watching her with her family spend a day on the lake. the demon, for whatever reason, chooses to follow.

"i get that. sometimes a color just isn& #39;t to your taste," he says sagely, like he& #39;s in on a secret.

seeing how colorfully the demon is dressed, a veritable walking rainbow, geralt wonders if he actually doesn& #39;t have a color to his taste.

"what do you want." he turns to glare at the demon, trying to channel his annoyance loud enough he& #39;ll get the hint and move the fuck on.

it doesn& #39;t work. his crystal blue eyes crinkle when he smiles. it& #39;s annoyingly attractive. "i just want to be your friend. something tells me you don& #39;t have any."

geralt hums, unconvinced, and keeps walking. "fuck off."

that doesn& #39;t work either. he just laughs and keeps up.

"i& #39;m jaskier, by the way," he says with a little flourishing bow. "resident trickster and nuisance, at your service!"

nuisance is right, he thinks, but he& #39;s charming, too. sort of. "go away."

"that doesn& #39;t sound like a name," jaskier teases, and fuck, but he& #39;s missed teasing.

maybe having a demon as a friend won& #39;t be so bad. he purposefully doesn& #39;t think of vesemir& #39;s disappointed look should he find out.

with a sigh, geralt says, "geralt," and continues on his way. after a moment he stops and looks over at jaskier. "do you like waffles?"

jaskier& #39;s eyes light up and geralt thinks he sees the shadows of darkened wings behind him as the sun sets. his own readjust of their own accord, still hidden in the aether.

"yes, geralt," he says, slipping his arm around geralt& #39;s. "i do like waffles."

// end thread