It wasn't a normal day with Jaskier if he didn't sing to you. Regularly he wrote songs for you, expressing his love for you, saying things that words couldn't express unless put into lyric. You loved his voice and even just when he played his lute, it brought joy to your heart that nothing alike it could. You had never been good at anything musical but his talent had become so pure and precious to you, that you felt as though you needed to be able to offer him something back in return.

Even though Jaskier had tried to teach you how to play his lute before, it had never been something you had been able to pick up but you were determined to show your love to him in a way that would prove your hearts intent. You had secretly been travelling to a neighbour, gaining lessons from them in how to play the lute and then went on to practice in any moments that you got alone to try and perfect the art. It took you a while to become confident in your playing, but it took much longer to then learn to develop the courage to actually show him.

One day the two of you were in your home doing not a lot when you decided it was for the best to finally show him what you had learnt. You grabbed his lute from beside his seat (just in case he needed it in a panic) and stood nervously in front of him.

"What are you doing?" He questioned.

"I have something I want to show you," you smiled softly. "Is that okay?"

Jaskier cocked an eyebrow at you but nodded his head, not sure why you had his prized possession or what you were about to do but his curiosity got the best of him.

You took a deep breath before you begun to strum the strings of the lute and play the song you had written. You did your best to sing the lyrics that you had written to express your love. A few words got tangled upon your tongue or you hit the wrong note, but you were doing your best. Once the song finished, you felt a cold sweat and you didn't really want it to end in fear of his reaction.

Reluctantly you looked up at him and saw the gleeful look in his eyes as he jumped up to his feet so that he could wrap you into a tight embrace.

"That was amazing," he grinned.

"It wasn't great," you shrugged. "I messed up in a few places.

He shook his head. "I loved it because you sung it."

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Written by Charlotte.

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