Fic; 'i've miles to go'; Game of Thrones RPS; Kit/Richard
Title: i've miles to go
Fandom: Game of Thrones RPS
Pairing: Kit Harington/Richard Madden
Rating: PG-13 (swearing)
Word Count: ~360
Disclaimer: Didn't happen in the real world.
Notes: Written for the comment!fic prompt " summer" at teaandsafehaven and originally posted here. The timeline is a bit dodgy and best not scrutinized too closely. Title taken from Drive Through Summer by Dala.
The last two years of Kit’s life seem to have been dominated by winter. Filming Game of Thrones made it a part of his very psyche. ‘Winter is coming’, people say whenever they see him. His hair looks odd when there’s no snow in it.
They bag a second season and everyone is elated. Kit gets texts from his castmates, talking excitedly about getting together some time before filming starts again. They’re still scoping out locations and stuff, John tells him, casting new characters too. Fresh meat! Joe and Luke send him the rumours they’ve heard, including everyone from Keira Knightley to Jason Isaacs, each message more ridiculous than the last. Harry sends a congratulations mate! :D even though Kit knows he wishes he would be returning, too. Sooo excited!! sends Sophie, and Kit grins.
There’s no text from Richard but Kit pretends he doesn’t mind.
He sees the ads on television for Sirens and he realizes that’s the first time he’s seen Richard for months. He swallows his pride and leaves him a voice message right then and there from the couch in his flat. “You alright, mate? Haven’t heard from you for a bit. Want to get a drink or something, celebrate the second season? Let me know.” When he hangs up he wants to take it back.
Richard texts him the next morning. I thought you were pissed at me.
Kit chews his thumb until it bleeds. I’m not. I meant it about that drink, and he hits send before he can change his mind.
They meet at a bar in London that Kit doesn’t know and Richard looks amazing, he’s got a confidence about him that he didn’t have before, he jokes with the waitress and buys Kit’s beer for him.
“You look -” Kit begins, unsure. “Er -”
“I’ve missed you,” Richard says, like it’s nothing, like it’s not the one thing that Kit’s wanted to hear since January, “you absolute wanker. Couldn’t you’ve texted me sooner?” And everything sort of falls into place after that.
They walk back to Richard’s flat later. The air is warm, and Kit realizes it’s summer for the first time in forever.
Fin
Fandom: Game of Thrones RPS
Pairing: Kit Harington/Richard Madden
Rating: PG-13 (swearing)
Word Count: ~360
Disclaimer: Didn't happen in the real world.
Notes: Written for the comment!fic prompt " summer" at teaandsafehaven and originally posted here. The timeline is a bit dodgy and best not scrutinized too closely. Title taken from Drive Through Summer by Dala.
The last two years of Kit’s life seem to have been dominated by winter. Filming Game of Thrones made it a part of his very psyche. ‘Winter is coming’, people say whenever they see him. His hair looks odd when there’s no snow in it.
They bag a second season and everyone is elated. Kit gets texts from his castmates, talking excitedly about getting together some time before filming starts again. They’re still scoping out locations and stuff, John tells him, casting new characters too. Fresh meat! Joe and Luke send him the rumours they’ve heard, including everyone from Keira Knightley to Jason Isaacs, each message more ridiculous than the last. Harry sends a congratulations mate! :D even though Kit knows he wishes he would be returning, too. Sooo excited!! sends Sophie, and Kit grins.
There’s no text from Richard but Kit pretends he doesn’t mind.
He sees the ads on television for Sirens and he realizes that’s the first time he’s seen Richard for months. He swallows his pride and leaves him a voice message right then and there from the couch in his flat. “You alright, mate? Haven’t heard from you for a bit. Want to get a drink or something, celebrate the second season? Let me know.” When he hangs up he wants to take it back.
Richard texts him the next morning. I thought you were pissed at me.
Kit chews his thumb until it bleeds. I’m not. I meant it about that drink, and he hits send before he can change his mind.
They meet at a bar in London that Kit doesn’t know and Richard looks amazing, he’s got a confidence about him that he didn’t have before, he jokes with the waitress and buys Kit’s beer for him.
“You look -” Kit begins, unsure. “Er -”
“I’ve missed you,” Richard says, like it’s nothing, like it’s not the one thing that Kit’s wanted to hear since January, “you absolute wanker. Couldn’t you’ve texted me sooner?” And everything sort of falls into place after that.
They walk back to Richard’s flat later. The air is warm, and Kit realizes it’s summer for the first time in forever.
Fin