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wasn't it yesterday (Grishaverse, Inej & Jesper)
Title: wasn't it yesterday
Fandom: Grishaverse (Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo)
Characters: Jesper Fahey & Inej Ghafa
Rating: General Audiences
Word Count: 500
Additional Tags: Pre-Book 1: Six of Crows
Challenge: Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
no_true_pair's 2023 Eight-Character Challenge
Prompt: September Four - Inej & Jesper - sunset
Summary: Jesper and Inej talk about home.
Notes: Title taken from "Sunrise, Sunset" from Fiddler on the Roof.
Read on AO3.
“Do sunsets look different in Ravka?”
Inej doesn’t look up from her perch on the roof of the Crow Club. She sits up here every so often, watching the club’s surroundings, so she’s not surprised that Jesper found her.
“Everything looks different in Ravka,” she replies. “Less fog. Less smoke.” Ketterdam is not a place to be admiring the sunset, or sunrise, or anything that isn’t the gloom of a cloud-covered rainstorm. Good for sneaking around, but not much else.
Jesper carefully sits beside her, less sure-footed than she is on a rooftop. “Kaz is looking for you.”
“Is he now,” Inej says, neither expression nor tone disclosing how she feels about such a simple remark. Kaz is looking for you. Nobody can know how much she needs that sentence.
“Yeah, something about the Razorgulls, I dunno. Wasn’t really paying attention.”
Of course. It’s always business with Kaz.
“You didn’t have to come all the way up here to tell me that,” she says, finally looking over at Jesper. He’s got a hand absently resting on one of his revolvers, like that will help him if he goes over the edge.
“Wanted to see what’s so exciting up here,” Jesper replies. “Not seeing much so far.”
“Maybe I come up here to get away from you,” she says pointedly, only the faintest hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth.
Jesper’s grin, however, takes up his whole face. “I didn’t realize I rated so high in your books.”
Leave it to Jesper to somehow turn that into a good thing. “Of course you do, Jes.”
There’s silence for a little while as the two of them look out over the city, the clouds obscuring the sun’s slow descent into the harbor. As far as Ketterdam sunsets go, it’s not terrible.
“What are sunsets like in Novyi Zem, then?” she asks eventually.
“Oh, huge,” Jesper says, easy. “When you’re in the fields and the sun’s setting, the whole world turns red and orange. Like you could just reach out and hold the sun in your hand.”
“Do you miss them?”
This question takes Jesper longer to answer, though Inej doesn’t mind the silence. “Let’s just say…there’s enough in Ketterdam that makes it worth missing some sunsets.”
It’s not really an answer, but Inej doesn’t press. Jesper’s long legs dangle off the edge of the roof, one hand still resting on the handle of his revolver. Inej thinks of her knives, each one lovingly named and hidden away, and she understands. The known will always be a comfort against the unknown. Ketterdam, for all its faults, is home right now.
“I should find Kaz,” she says at last, when the last rays of sunlight have disappeared beneath the dark waves.
Getting to her feet, she helps Jesper up, hand tight in his for a few moments. Then she disappears off the roof without another word, hood up, a smile on her face as Jesper’s loud complaints fade behind her.
Fandom: Grishaverse (Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo)
Characters: Jesper Fahey & Inej Ghafa
Rating: General Audiences
Word Count: 500
Additional Tags: Pre-Book 1: Six of Crows
Challenge: Written for
no_true_pair's 2023 Eight-Character ChallengePrompt: September Four - Inej & Jesper - sunset
Summary: Jesper and Inej talk about home.
Notes: Title taken from "Sunrise, Sunset" from Fiddler on the Roof.
Read on AO3.
“Do sunsets look different in Ravka?”
Inej doesn’t look up from her perch on the roof of the Crow Club. She sits up here every so often, watching the club’s surroundings, so she’s not surprised that Jesper found her.
“Everything looks different in Ravka,” she replies. “Less fog. Less smoke.” Ketterdam is not a place to be admiring the sunset, or sunrise, or anything that isn’t the gloom of a cloud-covered rainstorm. Good for sneaking around, but not much else.
Jesper carefully sits beside her, less sure-footed than she is on a rooftop. “Kaz is looking for you.”
“Is he now,” Inej says, neither expression nor tone disclosing how she feels about such a simple remark. Kaz is looking for you. Nobody can know how much she needs that sentence.
“Yeah, something about the Razorgulls, I dunno. Wasn’t really paying attention.”
Of course. It’s always business with Kaz.
“You didn’t have to come all the way up here to tell me that,” she says, finally looking over at Jesper. He’s got a hand absently resting on one of his revolvers, like that will help him if he goes over the edge.
“Wanted to see what’s so exciting up here,” Jesper replies. “Not seeing much so far.”
“Maybe I come up here to get away from you,” she says pointedly, only the faintest hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth.
Jesper’s grin, however, takes up his whole face. “I didn’t realize I rated so high in your books.”
Leave it to Jesper to somehow turn that into a good thing. “Of course you do, Jes.”
There’s silence for a little while as the two of them look out over the city, the clouds obscuring the sun’s slow descent into the harbor. As far as Ketterdam sunsets go, it’s not terrible.
“What are sunsets like in Novyi Zem, then?” she asks eventually.
“Oh, huge,” Jesper says, easy. “When you’re in the fields and the sun’s setting, the whole world turns red and orange. Like you could just reach out and hold the sun in your hand.”
“Do you miss them?”
This question takes Jesper longer to answer, though Inej doesn’t mind the silence. “Let’s just say…there’s enough in Ketterdam that makes it worth missing some sunsets.”
It’s not really an answer, but Inej doesn’t press. Jesper’s long legs dangle off the edge of the roof, one hand still resting on the handle of his revolver. Inej thinks of her knives, each one lovingly named and hidden away, and she understands. The known will always be a comfort against the unknown. Ketterdam, for all its faults, is home right now.
“I should find Kaz,” she says at last, when the last rays of sunlight have disappeared beneath the dark waves.
Getting to her feet, she helps Jesper up, hand tight in his for a few moments. Then she disappears off the roof without another word, hood up, a smile on her face as Jesper’s loud complaints fade behind her.
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