'Sandor' kitty questioned as they lay in bed in each others arms
'Yes flower?' he had started calling her flower since the day he pretended to take her flower it made kitty smile when he called her that.
'If you want to go to brothels or wherever-' she began
'Flower' he hummed
'You can, i know im not the wife you wanted and you have been really patient with me-'
'Flower' he said louder and she shut up. 'I dont need brothels.'
'I just dont want you to feel like you cant go and ya know... since we are married.'
'You are perfect ya know that?' Sandor laughing pulling her closer. 'What wife tells her husband to go a brothel? A great one thats who.' Sandor couldnt stop laughing and kitty watched him a smile creeping on her own lips. She liked when he smiled. He didnt do it enough.
'Flower i would rather be here with you, looking at me like im the best thing in the world like you are doing right now then fucking someone that wont even look at me. So as long as you keep looking at me like that then im gonna be here keeping you warm.'
'You are truly wonderful sandor.' He kissed her head again and smiled down at her. Her big blue eyes twinkling up at him. Fuck he thought as she fell asleep in his arms. I love this girl.
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The Hound, the Imp and the Cripple // Tyrion Lannister
FanficWhere three broken people find solace in each other. Katarina stark is the eldest child of Catelyn and Ned stark but she was flawed. With only one leg her mother distanced herself and treated her like a stranger so the rest of the family followed s...
