#jxjen

Bran’s eyes fluttered open as he heard the soft sound of the door opening, followed by quiet footsteps. It was pitch black, and at first he could only see the silhouette of who he knew to be Jojen, but his features became more clear as he approached the bed. “Jojen?” The brunette said quietly as he sat himself up, still visibly sleepy. “It’s the middle of the night. Is everything alright?” Not that he minded the interruption, anyway. The older male’s presence was a welcomed one, as it had always been.

Died is much too light a word for what happened to you.

Loras’s eyes widened when he felt a hand unbuttoning his jeans from underneath the table. Loras glanced up at Jojen and he could tell just from the predatory look in his eyes that he couldn’t wait until they got back home. Loras slid out of the booth with a sigh and walked to the back of the restaurant and pulled Jojen inside the bathroom locking the door behind the both of them. "You couldn’t have waited until we got home?"

Loras felt a hand on his shoulder wheeling him around and pressing him up against the wall. Familiar lips claiming his own only for a moment as Jojen scurried off as quickly as he had come, running down the corridor. Probably late for some meeting.

happily ever after: The xx- Together

if/what pets they have: Maybe a dog.