jonrya week. day two. modern alternate universe.
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jonrya week. day two. modern alternate universe.
dedicated to @ipaintmylipsred

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the night we met: a jon x arya gifset series
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Jon finds her quickly, the guards spoke so few words about her, but he knew it was Arya. He just knew. He went to crypts moments later, knowing she’d be here, standing in front of their father’s statue, trying to remember the features time forget. When she turns to look at him, his breathing slows itself down. She looks almost the same, just like him, but somehow there is something in her eyes that give away the fact that her youth is behind her. She’s a woman, and he smiles wistfully at that realization. He’s so happy to see her like this, happy that she won’t remain the little girl that he’s kept tucked away in memories inside his head. “You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Arya says smiling, and he laughs because she’s attempting to lighten the mood just as she always used to. gods, he missed that. he missed her.
Jon x Sansa + like real people do by Hozier
“You can’t kiss Theon!” Jon shouts at her as he stalksthrough the halls, his voice a pitch higher than he would have liked, but he’sangry and by her expression, he feels he’s getting his point across. He overheard her proposition to the Stark’s ward, and was happy that he stopped it before anything had actually happened.
“Honestly,Jon, it’s not a big deal,” Sansa says with an even tone. She’s lookinganxiously around with fingers gripping the fabric of her dress, and creatingwrinkles. No one is around, but he knows he was loud and it’s too quiet for howearly in the evening it is. “I just wanted to–”
“What?”
“Nothing,nevermind.” Sansa replies, dipping her head and although her hair falls infront her face, it doesn’t hide the red tint to her cheeks. She never showsthis side to him, not since they were little kids, but he’s happy when he getsto see it on occasion.