[Just as was implied, Jaskier doesn't seem to have many if any thoughts about Dylan wanting Jaskier to stay with him the short walk up the rest of the stairs and to the door to his room. There's not a single comment from Jaskier about it as he follows, keeping a firm but gentle hold on his hand. When they come to a stop in front of Dylan's room, he hums his own acknowledgment to Dylan's, but otherwise allows them to linger there for a bit longer without really saying or doing anything admittedly out of a touch of indecision.]
[He suspects that Dylan would truly like for Jaskier to stay, but that he won't say it. It leads Jaskier to wonder then if Jaskier were to make the offer if Dylan would take him up on it. Some part of him thinks Dylan wouldn't with how much he's been consistently referring to Jaskier needing to be elsewhere right now. At the same time though, maybe it really is just the asking that's the difficult part. Using their joined hands, Jaskier pulls Dylan in closer. His free arm warps itself around Dylan's middle as he rests his chin on his shoulder.]
I'd like to stay.
[There's no unspoken but hanging in the air. It's an offer just like the last and entirely up to Dylan if he wants to take Jaskier up on it or not. Either way, he will come back as he said he would.]
[ The embrace somehow catches him by surprise -- even if it's the expected way they were bound to part ways. A normal thing between them to share an embrace when one is about to leave. Except Jaskier doesn't leave. He suggests the opposite and Dylan's lips part. He hadn't seen anyone since that night except Ronan. And that was still more the same night since Dylan just happened to run into him on the walk back.
His instinct is to come up with a million and one excuses. Jaskier has a performance to get to. People would be disappointed if he didn't show up. And Dylan's room is a mess. But the way Jaskier holds him, there's something solid and supportive about it. He's here to keep Dylan from breaking and pushing Jaskier away would only prolong it. Even if Jaskier went to perform, he was going to come back. So if he's fine with skipping the performance entirely, Dylan will accept. ]
You don't have to...
[ His voice barely a whisper. It's just one last ditch attempt to give him an out. But after a moment, he nods and admits: ]
But I'd like that.
[ His smile is small as he turns in order to fit his key in the door and open it up. And then he turns back toward Jaskier to await his decision -- a decision he's pretty sure he knows what the answer to it will be. ]
[Jaskier's answer is exactly what Dylan predicts it to be. No matter how much Jaskier thrives on an audience and lives for sharing his art with the world, nothing and no one could possibly be more important than the people he loves and cares about. It's arguably not even a choice with how quickly and easily Jaskier makes it, following Dylan into the suite and then into his room.]
[He notices all the locks on the door right away, of course. They are, after all, more or less impossible to miss. But Jaskier doesn't spare them any more than a passing glance and says nothing about them. Dylan likely already knows that those locks wouldn't be able to hold him if he were to transform in his room. And even if they could, the door itself wouldn't likely stand up to a werewolf at his full strength. But it's likely made him feel better, so there's little point in bringing it up and taking that small comfort away from him.]
[Similarly, Jaskier says nothing to the degree to which Dylan's room certainly feels lived in. While it's not exactly what Jaskier would qualify to be messy per se, there's a certain something that's difficult to articulate in its arrangement that speaks to it being occupied more hours of the day than not. Or perhaps that's not true at all, Jaskier thinks to himself briefly. It could be just his assumption is coloring his perception of the room, leading him to assume that's the case when that couldn't be further from the truth. Regardless, Jaskier says nothing about it and settles in with Dylan for several hours.]
[Several hours that are spent talking about nothing particularly important and curled up close with one another. At some point, Jaskier pulls out his lute and, with Dylan in his lap, teaches him a few chords. It's a little bit of a trick as it turns out since Dylan teased before he would be absolutely certain never to cover one of Jaskier's songs, but while playfully drilling Dylan on the chords, Jaskier puts them in the correct order for Toss A Coin and has Dylan play it again and again until it reaches both tempo and recognition. Jaskier allows Dylan the freedom to fiddle around with the lute for a while longer, letting him experiment with the sound until things fall quiet again for a time.]
[Jaskier stays as long as he can with Dylan, but there comes the point where it's time for him to go because there are other promises that need upholding and that means he can't spend the night tonight. But he leaves with a kiss and a gentle reminder to not be such a stranger. Whether it's a simple text or spending time together, Jaskier makes it clear he wants Dylan around. At Dylan's pace as he feels ready for it, of course, but still around. Jaskier lingers for a few minutes longer much as he often does since he's actually quite terrible at even temporary goodbyes. But it allows Dylan to stay in the shelter and safety of his arms for just a little longer before Jaskier really does have to go. With one more kiss to Dylan's cheek and a promise to be there if Dylan needs him for anything, Jaskier takes his leave.]
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[He suspects that Dylan would truly like for Jaskier to stay, but that he won't say it. It leads Jaskier to wonder then if Jaskier were to make the offer if Dylan would take him up on it. Some part of him thinks Dylan wouldn't with how much he's been consistently referring to Jaskier needing to be elsewhere right now. At the same time though, maybe it really is just the asking that's the difficult part. Using their joined hands, Jaskier pulls Dylan in closer. His free arm warps itself around Dylan's middle as he rests his chin on his shoulder.]
I'd like to stay.
[There's no unspoken but hanging in the air. It's an offer just like the last and entirely up to Dylan if he wants to take Jaskier up on it or not. Either way, he will come back as he said he would.]
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His instinct is to come up with a million and one excuses. Jaskier has a performance to get to. People would be disappointed if he didn't show up. And Dylan's room is a mess. But the way Jaskier holds him, there's something solid and supportive about it. He's here to keep Dylan from breaking and pushing Jaskier away would only prolong it. Even if Jaskier went to perform, he was going to come back. So if he's fine with skipping the performance entirely, Dylan will accept. ]
You don't have to...
[ His voice barely a whisper. It's just one last ditch attempt to give him an out. But after a moment, he nods and admits: ]
But I'd like that.
[ His smile is small as he turns in order to fit his key in the door and open it up. And then he turns back toward Jaskier to await his decision -- a decision he's pretty sure he knows what the answer to it will be. ]
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[He notices all the locks on the door right away, of course. They are, after all, more or less impossible to miss. But Jaskier doesn't spare them any more than a passing glance and says nothing about them. Dylan likely already knows that those locks wouldn't be able to hold him if he were to transform in his room. And even if they could, the door itself wouldn't likely stand up to a werewolf at his full strength. But it's likely made him feel better, so there's little point in bringing it up and taking that small comfort away from him.]
[Similarly, Jaskier says nothing to the degree to which Dylan's room certainly feels lived in. While it's not exactly what Jaskier would qualify to be messy per se, there's a certain something that's difficult to articulate in its arrangement that speaks to it being occupied more hours of the day than not. Or perhaps that's not true at all, Jaskier thinks to himself briefly. It could be just his assumption is coloring his perception of the room, leading him to assume that's the case when that couldn't be further from the truth. Regardless, Jaskier says nothing about it and settles in with Dylan for several hours.]
[Several hours that are spent talking about nothing particularly important and curled up close with one another. At some point, Jaskier pulls out his lute and, with Dylan in his lap, teaches him a few chords. It's a little bit of a trick as it turns out since Dylan teased before he would be absolutely certain never to cover one of Jaskier's songs, but while playfully drilling Dylan on the chords, Jaskier puts them in the correct order for Toss A Coin and has Dylan play it again and again until it reaches both tempo and recognition. Jaskier allows Dylan the freedom to fiddle around with the lute for a while longer, letting him experiment with the sound until things fall quiet again for a time.]
[Jaskier stays as long as he can with Dylan, but there comes the point where it's time for him to go because there are other promises that need upholding and that means he can't spend the night tonight. But he leaves with a kiss and a gentle reminder to not be such a stranger. Whether it's a simple text or spending time together, Jaskier makes it clear he wants Dylan around. At Dylan's pace as he feels ready for it, of course, but still around. Jaskier lingers for a few minutes longer much as he often does since he's actually quite terrible at even temporary goodbyes. But it allows Dylan to stay in the shelter and safety of his arms for just a little longer before Jaskier really does have to go. With one more kiss to Dylan's cheek and a promise to be there if Dylan needs him for anything, Jaskier takes his leave.]