Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Challenge Accepted

A/N: Italics means telepathy like in the books.

"Wow. You really suck at this,"I remarked.

"You don't always have to be mean to me, you know? It's not required,"He sighed.

"Aris, with all due respect, you are like seven inches from the target,"I pointed out.

All day I had been attempting to teach Aris to throw knives. Please note the word attempting because as much as I love him he's probably doing the worst job of this that my eyes ever had the displeasure of witnessing. In fact, he was so bad that I made the deal to give him a kiss if he could hit the target.

"Alright. We're going to try again, alright? Here. Give me your hand,"I requested. He did as I said while I stood behind him. Very cautiously adjusting his posture for him, I was more than relieved when he was in the right position.

"Ready?"I checked. He nodded again. "And give it a shot,"I allowed. While he was staring directly at the target, acting like he'd die if he took his eyes off of it, he did as I said. This time he was barely off.

"You're almost there,"I complimented.

Can we count the almost?

"We had a deal, Aris,"I sighed.

Please?

"That's not going to work this time."

Please? It always works though.

"You're almost there. Hit the target, and I'll give you a kiss,"I repeated.

"Hey. What are you guys up to?"Sonya asked, popping her head through the door.

"I'm teaching him to throw knives,"I explained.

"What do you mean?"She asked, looking between us. She seemed especially fixated on Aris so I also glanced at him. His face was completely flushed as he glanced between both of us then the target.

Without a word he quickly threw the knife. There was barely any time to register it as it landed directly where it was supposed to. The second it did, his face relaxed as he took a breath.

"So you're 'teaching' him to knife throw?"She asked with air quotes.

"Yeah,"I shrugged, trying to see if I could see what she was talking about in her face.

"Sonya. No,"Aris spoke up, practically begging.

What are you hiding?

Nothing.

Liar.

"Aris already knows how to knife throw,"She informed me.

"Oh, does he now?"I asked, turning to look at him. He just wore a cheeky, lopsided grin.

"I hit the target,"He pointed out.

"Did you seriously pretend you didn't know how to throw knives so I could kiss you?"I questioned.

"It doesn't matter. We had a deal,"He reminded me.

"And I'm out,"Sonya mumbled, quickly leaving the room. Neither of us paid it any mind though.

"Why didn't you just ask? You know? Like a sane person?"I suggested.

"I was playing the long game. Plus, you had to hold my hand to teach me,"He shrugged.

You're so stupid sometimes.

We had a deal.

"You truly are something else, Aris,"I sighed. Nevertheless, I gently pressed my lips against his. Cupping my face, he gradually deepened it. Running my hands through his hair, it got more and more heated by the second until the once casual kiss was something else entirely. I mean he was trapped between the wall and me now kind of different.

"This brings back memories, doesn't it?"He mumbled against my lips.

"And you ruined it,"I sighed, pulling away and shaking my head.

"It does,"He defended.

"I'm dating an idiot,"I sighed, rolling my eyes.

"But I'm your idiot,"He reminded me, tossing an arm around my shoulder.

"Yes. You are,"I agreed, leaning against him.

So can we continue our deal?

"And you ruined it again,"I groaned, walking out of the room.

"Please Y/N,"He begged, following me.

"Maybe next time I teach you something you already know. Just play the long game, Aris,"I shrugged.

"Challenge accepted,"He nodded.

"Oh my god. Just ask,"I repeated.

Hey Y/N.

What do you want, you dunce?

Challenge accepted.