dippy !

even if they’re said in teasing, accompanied with a laugh or a smile, he’s always attentive to what you say. he knows what it’s like to have people not listen to you — for people to disregard your words or not take them as seriously as they should.

so he always listens. always pays attention. to jon, every word of yours carries weight. every single one.

a remark of “yuck,” when feeding the messenger ravens at castle black breakfast and they do something truly disgusting with their beaks, though you huff a small laugh afterward, jon’s already catalogued it. he wakes up earlier to feed them so you don’t have to, but has you feed them midday so you don’t get suspicious when they’re not so greedy and quick to choke.

even when he’s in a mood, or (rarely) ale-sung, he’s attentive. a muttered “stop, jon,” to his teasing — though said with a smile & only to deflect from your flushed features — and stop, he does. he presses a kiss to your hair in an apology, even though you don’t need one.