[ Manners, tact, magnetism: Jaskier is stuffed full of something resembling those qualities, a beacon of interest to Blake. He typically agrees with this man's mentality — life is too short and monogomy is overrated — but the hesitance isn't related to the awkwardness of courtship or the act so much as boundaries. Between Blake's walls and Jaskier's swath of (rumored) sexual conquests, it could be far too easy to put a pin on someone's chair.
Blake stretches the gloves between his fingers, regarding them for their lack of perfection. He could have waited until he was fully happy with his work but he hadn't. Mostly because he'd been eager to see Jaskier and willing to accept some level of less-than-perfect to make it happen. It feels less appropriate the more he thinks about it if only because he's such a damn perfectionist normally. ]
Maybe I was lookin' for an excuse to see you again.
[ He dissolves into a friendly stance, offering out the leather piece. Jaskier can make the choice whether to keep them as-is or allow Blake a second chance. In a way, isn't he asking for what he wants? Maybe. If you squint. ]
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Blake stretches the gloves between his fingers, regarding them for their lack of perfection. He could have waited until he was fully happy with his work but he hadn't. Mostly because he'd been eager to see Jaskier and willing to accept some level of less-than-perfect to make it happen. It feels less appropriate the more he thinks about it if only because he's such a damn perfectionist normally. ]
Maybe I was lookin' for an excuse to see you again.
[ He dissolves into a friendly stance, offering out the leather piece. Jaskier can make the choice whether to keep them as-is or allow Blake a second chance. In a way, isn't he asking for what he wants? Maybe. If you squint. ]