[AnOTP]: For Sugar

[eldeststark]

Robb feels guilty.

He feels guilty because he is engaged, and overjoyed to be engaged, but he can't help but remember an evening when he was drunk and happy, and a beautiful woman with red hair sat on his lap and laughed and kissed him and they made love, and he thought he'd never been so full of joy in his entire life.

But she had her way, and he

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[crimson_sugar]

Sugar generally never looks back on what might have been - it's one of those things that she just doesn't do. If she did, she might go mad. Then again, Sugar has also had more sex than is healthy for a young lady her age.

When she spots Robb in the common room, she wanders over, sits next to him, and says, quietly...

"What is it, Robb?" He looks miserable, poor thing.

[eldeststark]

Sugar!

He straightens, quickly, as she sits down, finds a smile that he affixes to his face with some difficulty. He's not very good at faking. "Sugar - I'm glad to see you. I'm all right, what are you talking about?"

I miss you. Have you been - feeling all right? "How's your - Caliban?"

[crimson_sugar]

Sugar can tell, Robb. She's good at lying, and you're horrible at it. She squeezes his hand.

"Everyone's fine," she says quickly (a bit too quickly, maybe - she doesn't like to discuss Cal with Robb). "-- and you're lying to me."

[eldeststark]

Robb blushes, and looks down at his feet quickly, though his hand tightens a little on Sugar's. "I'm - glad everyone's all right. It's not that I'm lying to - well, I mean-"

He stops, and sighs.

"I just don't want you to - worry about anything."

He pauses.

"You're happy, aren't you?"