You'd met Geralt when he'd been captured and you'd made the, in hindsight, idiotic decision to save him. From that moment to two of you had been travelling together, and when the nights got lonely, sleeping together. But Geralt had always said that he wasn't gay. You were simply what was there. But after a while he had started to develop feelings for you. Horrible, uncomfortable, romantic feelings. His eyes find you one night, filled with unease "We need to talk. Now." He snaps