Jul 24, 2025
He would give everything to be with her now, to muss up her hair once more and watch her make a face, to hear her finish a sentence with him
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He would give everything to be with her now, to muss up her hair once more and watch her make a face, to hear her finish a sentence with him
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"Am I a bastard, Jon?" She asked crying in his shoulder, after she finally calmed down. "Like you? It's because of it my mother and Sansa are always disappointed? Is it because Im not like Bran, Robb and... And baby Rickon?"
Jon was so surprised for a moment that he couldn't answer while his little beloved sister was falling down in front of him. He reassured her in soft whispers that "No, you are not a bastard, Arya. Your lady mother loves you. Shhh, I got you, little sister."
He didn't ask why she tought it. It could be just a fear she developed, but for some reason, he tought Sansa was the reason this happend, after so many names he heard the older daughter calling Arya with her friends while laughing, Jon would not be surprised. Obviously, he couldn't be sure of it, and he wouldn't ask either. It won't help Arya in anything.
"I love you, Jon." She whispered, just holding him, with the face buried in his shoulder. His heart warms up, like the summer snow melting away. Rare are the times he hears it, once from Robb, once from father. Arya says it so easily, every time she cans, that Jon wonder if she knows how much he cares for her just for saying those words.
"I love you, Jon."
"I love you too, little sister." He whispers back, softly, messing up her hair with tenderness. He also wonder if she could love anyone more than he loves Arya. His wilfull little sister.
"Probably not" he thinks. Just holding her, hidden in the weirwood tree, it seemed enough. He wishes to be this way forever and ever.
It was a pity this was not a love song Sansa loves to hear. They would have to follow diferents paths, if not now, sooner than he wants to.
"But for now..." He reflected "this peace is enough", and Jon would enjoy it as much as he could. See Arya's smile, and mess up her hair, while holding her in his arms while it lasts. Untill all those smiles and dovotion turns to a man who deserves to receive. And Jon would be the one to be sure if the lord is worthy of it, or not.
The overprotective man who always remembers his little sister's messy hair, remembers her skinny body, whose heart breaks at the sight of a smile similar to his little sister's, who can't stand the idea of his little sister wearing a wedding dress in a man's bed, who expects her to fight back but fears she'll die, who wants to set her up in a way that makes sense for the rest of her life, who is offended at Stannis's suggestion that his sister be betrothed to a man, who is about to leave his vows behind in order to save sister, who overly cares about “I WANT MY BRIDE BACK” in the Pink Letter, what can I say about you?
The dress is a bit ahistorical, please dont mind
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