“What happens now?” He doesn’t think he’s ever sounded this unsure in his entire life, but he hasn’t ever felt this out of place in his entire life. Not even when he came to Winterfell the first time.
“It happens that we still avenge my father and that yours might regret not having gone to war with me. For now it happens that my bannermen will have to make do without my presence until tomorrow.”
“Oh, will they?” he asks, and he does sound a lot less humble, but then again he only needed to hear that he could stay - and he heard it. “Won’t they be wondering what their precious king has to do with the likes of me?” Not as if it wouldn’t be a legitimate question. He has no name or title to speak of, after all.
“Most probably,” Robb agrees, moving so that they’re actually facing each other. “But at least there’s one privilege coming with that forsaken crown.”
“And what would that be?”
“I don’t owe them explanations.”
Theon doesn’t know who moves first, but a moment later they’re slipping down the steps, the water arriving at his shoulders rather than his waist, Robb’s mouth is on his, Robb’s hand is still carding through his hair again, Robb’s tongue is warm against Theon’s; if before he arrived here he had doubted his choice at times, he’s sure of it now.
It's been such a long day and t his-this was just ...OH I SO WANTED THIS AND DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE IT.
This is all so beautiful. GAh. I kinda (REALLY) want to hug Theon. I love how understanding they seem to be. It is a huge deal, especially to Theon, but it's as if they understand that times of war and family can complicate things. And that, in the end, it's about who is truly on your side or not.
You hit so many of my kinks you don't even know. AAHHH! I love it. (Though I wish Robb would give ME a back rub right about now, I'll totally take this instead.)
The voices, the setting, everything just makes me so darn happy! THANK YOU SO MUCH!
“It happens that we still avenge my father and that yours might regret not having gone to war with me. For now it happens that my bannermen will have to make do without my presence until tomorrow.”
“Oh, will they?” he asks, and he does sound a lot less humble, but then again he only needed to hear that he could stay - and he heard it. “Won’t they be wondering what their precious king has to do with the likes of me?” Not as if it wouldn’t be a legitimate question. He has no name or title to speak of, after all.
“Most probably,” Robb agrees, moving so that they’re actually facing each other. “But at least there’s one privilege coming with that forsaken crown.”
“And what would that be?”
“I don’t owe them explanations.”
Theon doesn’t know who moves first, but a moment later they’re slipping down the steps, the water arriving at his shoulders rather than his waist, Robb’s mouth is on his, Robb’s hand is still carding through his hair again, Robb’s tongue is warm against Theon’s; if before he arrived here he had doubted his choice at times, he’s sure of it now.
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It's been such a long day and t his-this was just ...OH I SO WANTED THIS AND DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE IT.
This is all so beautiful. GAh. I kinda (REALLY) want to hug Theon. I love how understanding they seem to be. It is a huge deal, especially to Theon, but it's as if they understand that times of war and family can complicate things. And that, in the end, it's about who is truly on your side or not.
You hit so many of my kinks you don't even know. AAHHH! I love it. (Though I wish Robb would give ME a back rub right about now, I'll totally take this instead.)
The voices, the setting, everything just makes me so darn happy! THANK YOU SO MUCH!
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this was everything I needed (especially with all the *** going to happens in the show) everything about it was spot on!♥
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