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"Geralt! Stop laughing, you ass!" Jaskier exclaimed, cheeks flushed bright red in mortification.
Geralt didn't stop laughing but it did change from the full-belly laughter into chuckles. On any other occasion Jaskier would have been absolutely charmed by the rare display. Right now it only made him want to slump in his chair and keep sliding until he'd be safely under the table, away from where Geralt could see him.
"It's not my fault you're always so cryptic and uncommunicative! Learn how to talk about things," Jaskier continued, taking care to keep his voice from cracking. He was not going to show the slight hysteria clawing at him at the sudden turn of events.
"You keep calling me obtuse and now this." Geralt shook his head, grinning.
Bastard was enjoying this far too much. At least it was a better option than him getting angry and storming off.
"You didn't start acting any differently! How could I have known? Sure, we spend a lot of time together, just the two of us, but that's what friends do. Same with becoming roommates," Jaskier said, raking fingers through his carefully styled hair.
"I specifically asked if you wanted to move in together, not if you wanted to be roommates," Geralt said more seriously. "Do you want to back out? We can still cancel the lease."
"...Is that why you said that you know it's really early to do that?" Jaskier asked, recalling a piece of the conversation.
"Yes."
"Oh. It did sound a bit weird since people share flats with strangers when needed and we've known each other for a couple of months now," Jaskier said.
"Do you want to call the moving off?" Geralt asked again.
"No, of course not. I'm still absolutely sure about moving in with you," Jaskier said sincerely. "Do you think we could make the spare room into a studio or a study of sorts?"
"We don't have a spare room," Geralt said, looking confused.
"Weeell… I was thinking that since we're apparently dating, we should share the bed. Mine is wide enough for it," Jaskier said, smiling.
"You do want to go out with me?" Geralt confirmed, sounding so hopeful underneath the thin veneer of nonchalance.
"I'd absolutely love to. We have much to catch up now that I learned we've been together for two weeks without my knowledge," Jaskier said, getting up and moving to stand in front of Geralt. "I'd love to start with a kiss."
"Sounds good to me," Geralt said.
The kiss was sweet and long. It was a beginning, a continuation, and a promise all rolled into one.