"Come in!''
"Arya- oh. Im sorry". Garrett was quick to turn around
"Its alright." she assured
"You are in the bath its hardly-" garrett countered. Arya rose up wrapping a towel around herself
"I'm decent." He hesitated before sparing a glance. Turning to face her he looked her up and down
"Decent. You are in a towel." Garrett corrected
"I'm covered. What do you need?" Arya asked
"I did knock"
"And i said come in."
"Do you make a habit of telling people to come in while you are bathing?" Garrett countered
"Only you." Arya answered "what do you need?"
"I... forgot."
"Oh?"
"You in the bath distracted me yes." Garrett agreed. "I forgot." arya blushed biting her lip "Good night arya."
"Night Garrett." Arya called after him.
She was so high on life that she couldnt fall asleep and as it turned out neither could Garrett because they both had made their way to the kitchen that night.
Arya sat on the kitchen island licking a spatula when garrett came in.
"Save me some. Thats the best part." Garrett jumped up beside her.
"Tomorrow I turn 14." Arya told him.
"I know, I'm ready to kick your butt..." Garrett agreed. "Unless you want to have a party." Garrett agreed. She shook her head.
"Just you and me, remember?"
"Can i get you a present?" Garrett asked. She shrugged. "I want to get you a present."
"You know a tradition,.. up north. Are you familiar with northern traditions?"
"Cant say that i am." Garrett admitted
Good because this is bullshit.
"Well it's tradition on the night before- well midnight. That night the morning really of-" she stumbled over her words
"In an hour?" Garrett pondered looking at the high moon in the sky.
"Yeah. Of the name day boy or girl that they get a kiss. For good luck." Arya added.
"Thats a fun tradition. Who have you been kissing the past 13 years?" He mused
"Rather boring. Old suitors and whatnot." Arya shrugged
"Suitors you say?"
"Nothing special."
"Oh so who do you have in mind for tonight?" Garrett pondered.
"Well... if you arent busy..." arya kept her eyes focused on the bowl.
"If I'm not busy?" Garrett was going to make her work for it.
"For good luck." Arya agreed. "You dont want me to be luckless, right?"
"No, wouldnt want that." Garrett agreed. "Can I have a lick?" he reached for the spatula.
"It will be all yours when im done". Arya assured "now wait your turn like a good boy." she licked it again with a grin. Garretts smile grew but he tried to contain it latching down on his lip.
"You are too much Arya."
"You like me like this."
"I do." Garrett agreed, the time ticked by slowly but when the moon was at its highest Garrett didnt hesitate to kiss her. She wanted to stay like this forever, his lips on hers, stealing her breath and her heart in one breathtaking touch. When he pulled back he tucked her hair behind her ear.
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Dynasty / Arya Stark X oc Male
FanficGarrett Baratheon was the heir to the iron throne, but until he wore the crown it would be nothing more than hollow. 🦁 " I am not the king, I'm the whole damn dynasty." 🐺 Any mature content is between consenting fictional adults. Most characte...
