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“G’rlt…” Jaskier untangled himself from the sheets, peering at the witcher wobbling against the wall. “Are you drunk?” Geralt grinned even more. Jaskier sighed. That’d be a yes, then.
Jaskier doesn't play gwent, and he doesn't care for the tournaments that Geralt loves so dearly. So he's tucked up comfortably in their shared bed when Geralt, utterly smashed, returns from a successful competition seeking drunken cuddles - and a chance to boast about his newest, most valuable card.
Bookmarked by CoolCakes
10 Mar 2021
