Title: satisfaction
Rating: G
Fandom: Ys
Relationship: Adol Christin/Geis
Wordcount: 489
Short summary: Ultimately Geis knows he’s traveling with Adol right now for his own satisfaction.
“We’re camping here for the night.”
Geis says, but he didn’t need to, for Adol is already taking out the blanket from his pack to spread out inside the tent. Three days into traveling as a duo, they already have a rhythm, a routine without needing words. That’s probably how Adol generally operates with that giant blue-headed wall-crusher. Then again, Adol manages to communicate a lot without using words. He’s an all or nothing type. So when he does decide to speak, his badgering feels nonstop and it’s rather…
“Annoying.”
Geis strikes the flint again, while imagining shutting that redhead’s mouth up, and finally, after the fourth try, the fire sparks to life. While Adol is charged with prepping the tent, Geis is charged with starting the fire and cooking. He had claimed the role of cook right from the start, pretending that he had a discerning tongue. Really it was something easy to claim, to make them “even” after he barged back into Adol’s life.
Because he is pretending that their paths are aligned, that Adol’s destination is also his destination. As if an “adventurer” would have leads on mercenary work. In reality, being an “adventurer”, regardless of how real or fake the job title is, does not pay. Instead all Geis sees is Adol’s incredible ability to get into and out of trouble, no matter how ridiculous the challenge may be.
And Geis is pretending that the way Adol travels is normal for him too. To poke in and out of various locations, to explore the entirety of an area even if only picking up a few fruits or nuts or ores... He doesn’t want to give Adol the satisfaction of knowing that he is envious of this lifestyle. That right now Geis is having the most fun he’s had in a long while. That maybe he too rather be an “adventurer” over being a mercenary.
“Here.”
Adol’s presence behind him does not cause Geis to shiver; surely it’s just a sudden cold gust taking Geis by surprise. He moves the bag of fruits to be roasted to his left side so that Adol can sit down to his right. Right next to him, close enough for arms to touch arms. There really is no need to be sitting this close together. Roasting the fruits is actually more difficult due to impeded space. But why would Geis complain, when…
“Eat up.”
Adol takes the stick with a big smile. He starts eating right away even though it is still hot, and the flush of red on his face is undeniable. This is…this is why Geis continues to be the cook. Ultimately Geis knows he’s traveling with Adol right now for his own satisfaction.
(Because Adol makes Geis’ face turn red on many other occasions, some of which he could never recount to his fellow mercenaries, for if they knew how soft he was for this certain redhead…)