Jojen Reed One Shots

Maidenhead

I smiled as I headed inside the little wooden room inside the Greywater Watch, I headed to the fire and took off the boiling pot from the rack that held it in the flames, I carried it over to the side and poured the water onto the little towels, I let the steam rise up as I returned the boiling pot to the flames. I then sprinkled some flowers and dried roots into the water, and let the towels soak. 

I heard his whines so I rushed to his bedside. 

Seeing the pleasingly carved wooden bed, with the dense leafy sheets and pelts that filled the bed, inside the bed the poor boy laid. 

Jojen. 

Sweet Jojen. 

He laid, his body twisted in the sheets, as his visions tore through his mortal body like an army through a field of flowers. His skin was bare as the covers loomed around his waist, his skin had a sheen to it where he had been sweating, his eyes sealed, his breaths staggered and troublesome. 

He had always had troubles, been a frail and fragile boy. And now even as he is grown his body at times will fail him. A fever threatened to take him from our world not long after his birth a moment many call his bridge into the other world where his visions emanate. But he was sick, and had been for a good few weeks, many in the marshes had given up on him, and even his sister did not visit him any longer. For fear, he would slip beyond this world. 

But I refused to give up on him, even if many had told me I was foolish for wasting my time and energy on a dying little lord. But I could not leave him. Jojen was born in Greywater Watch only a few months before I was born in the Marshy Keep, and Hawlon was not the type of father to restrict his children just because of their lordship, Jojen and Meera plaid with us, hunted with us, much like any other child in the area, But Jojen and I due to our closeness in age had a particular closeness. I'm sure helped by his weakness and sickness given I love to heal those around me. 

My mother was the Marshes healer and when I was a young girl I was brought into the Greywater Watch along with my mother almost as replacements for medical maesters as we here in the marshes did not some old town rat sniffing about in our business. And I very much just became a maid and nurse for Jojen through his many sicknesses and his battles with his greensight visions. 

I sat at his bedside and rung out my little cloth from its bowl, I then gently patted his head with the cloth in the hope of calming him into a sweet peaceful sleep.

"Y/n..." He muttered,

"Shhh It's alright Jojen, I'm here," I whispered, 

"You should be in bed Y/n."

"Well, I'm here to take care of you." 

"You can go y/n. Everyone knows I'm dying."

"What do you think? Do you think this is your end?"

"... I don't know," He said, "My visions are becoming less and less clear," 

"Rest Sweet Jojen, I will take care of you," I told him,

He took my wrist in his hand, "I cannot ask you to nurse me into death's icy embrace." 

"You're not asking, I am doing it. Defiantly of your request, and I will sit on this bed and I will nurse you to fight back death's cold hand until my last breath if that is what it takes,"

"Why would you do this for me?"

"You know why Jojen," I cooed as I leant down and pressed a delicate kiss to his forehead, 

"You have no duty to me as the lord's son."

"I do not. I do not care about your position, your family or your blood, I care only that it is you. And I will not let you wither away without at least my attempted intervention," I told him, "Now rest your little head and let your nurse take care of you," 

"You're too sweet to me," He cooed and brought my hand to his lips to press a gentle kiss, "May i ask something of you?"

"Of course," I smiled, 

He simply tapped his chest, so I blushed set down my things, and climbed into his bed. I laid down with him my head against his chest, I let him wrap his arms around me, to hold me close to him. His hands settled on my arm and in my hair. My own on his chest. 

"Will you truly never give up on me?" He asked, 

"Never,"

"Until I die?"

"Even then, there is simply another world beyond this one I must still care for you even if we do not share a world." I smiled setting my chin on his chest to look up at him, "I will light candles for you, leave you sweet surprises still."

He smiled and peacefully stroked my face, "And I would for you, but I do not want to imagine a world without you in it."

"Neither do I." I smiled I moved up and rubbed my nose on his which he happily did back, I went to kiss him but he stopped me, "No?"

"No, I don't want to get you sick."

"I'll be sick," I smiled as I leaned in and kissed him sweetly, I felt even in his illness his lips were so sweet and soft. "You feel a little better?"

"I do," he nodded, 

"Good," I smiled as I rubbed my nose on his, "I did have a little surprise for you actually," I smiled as I climbed out the bed, "As you're feeling so much better?"

"Oh?" he asked, "As much as I love your swamp mushroom soup I'm really not in the mood to eat right now." 

"I didn't bring soup," I smiled as I unbuttoned my dress, turned back to face him and slowly let it slip down to the floor. 

He sat up in his bed, mouth agape and eyes wide. He looked at every inch of me his face read of a thousand reactions but all that arrived to his lips was simply "Uhhh Hi y/n."

"Hi Jojen," I giggled, 

"You uhhh... Uhh you're dress..."

"I know."

"Ohh." He nodded, "So this is uhhh intentional?"

"Very much so."

"Uhhhhhhhhh Why?" 

"I thought as you're feeling better I could, give you something."

"Give me something? uhhh you uhhh you sure becuase you don't exactly have much, there."

"I have something," I smiled as I climbed onto his bed and sat myself over his stomach,

"What uhh what is it can I ask?"

"Something I've wanted to give you an awful long time Jojen." I smiled as I leaned down and gave him a sweet kiss before whispering in his ear, "My Maidenhead."

He froze up and gasped, "You- You're- Really?"

"Yes." I nodded, 

"Wh- Why would you give me this?" 

"I cannot think of anyone I would rather have take it," I smiled, "So?"

"Yes." He gasped, "Yes." He nodded, "So long as this is what you want."

"More than anything," I cooed as I pulled him into a kiss and he eagerly kissed back and wrapped his arms around me.