Jojen Reed One Shots

Poor Thing

Jojen sat beside the campfire with his blanket across his lap, everyone else had long since fallen asleep for the night but jojen stayed up watching the flames and listening to the sounds of the woods around him,

"You're still up?" Lyanna Stark asked as she sat down beside him,

"I'm just...thinking," Jojen replied softly, his eyes fixed on the flames dancing in the fire pit. "I had another dream last night." His gaze drifted towards Lyanna, his expression serious. "A raven came to me, and it spoke of a great darkness spreading across the land."

she smiled sadly "you poor thing, I can imagine you don't sleep much ..."

"It's not so bad," Jojen said quietly, his brow furrowed in thought. "The dreams help me understand what's coming." He glanced at Lyanna, his eyes deepening with concern. "But sometimes they're hard to decipher, and that makes it harder to rest."

she nodded "I cannot imagine how hard it is for you ... I can guess you likely don't want to sleep unsure the horrors you may be seeing,"

"That's exactly it," Jojen's voice dropped to a whisper, his eyes clouding over with a mix of fear and resignation. "When I sleep, the Three-Eyed Crow comes to me, and it shows me... terrible things." He hesitated, collecting his thoughts before continuing. "Battles fought and lost, cities burning, people dying..." Jojen's gaze drifted back to the fire, his face etched with a sense of foreboding. "It's always something dark and ominous, Lyanna. And it leaves me feeling... trapped."

"if you like... Your always welcome to sleep next to me? Maybe I could help, if you start to have bad dreams I could cuddle you until you feel better?" she gently smiled,

A faint smile played on Jojen's lips as he looked at Lyanna, his eyes softening with gratitude.

That would mean a lot to me,

He reached out and gently took her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers in a gentle grasp. "Sometimes, just having someone there helps calm my mind." Jojen's gaze held Lyanna's, his expression sincere. "Thank you for offering," He squeezed her hand lightly before releasing it,

she smiled and softly kissed his cheek

Jojen's cheeks flushed slightly as he felt Lyanna's warm breath on his skin, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he turned his head, his eyes meeting Lyanna's in a gentle gaze. For a moment, they just looked at each other, the only sound the crackling of the fire between them. Then, without thinking, Jojen leaned forward, his lips brushing against Lyanna's in a soft, sweet kiss.

Lyanna kissed him back happily moving closer until they where snuggled up beside the fire together,

As they kissed, Jojen's hands slipped around Lyanna's waist, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed together, warm and intimate beside the fire. His tongue danced with hers, sending shivers down his spine as she nuzzled deeper into his chest. Their breathing grew heavier, synchronized as they wrapped themselves tighter around each other, the flames dancing across their faces in a golden glow.

Jojen's fingers trailed down Lyanna's back, tracing the curves of her spine as she arched against him, her moans muffled by his mouth.

In this moment, everything else faded away the darkness of the world beyond the firelight, the weight of his visions and prophecies leaving only the warmth and comfort of Lyanna's presence, and the thrill of discovery that came with exploring their love together.

she slowly pulls back from their kiss to catch her breath and lays her head on his chest "I worry jojen..."

Jojen's arms tightened around Lyanna, holding her close as he listened to the concern etched in her voice. He stroked her hair, his fingers weaving through the tangled locks as he whispered reassurances. "Don't worry, I'm strong enough," His words were laced with conviction, though a hint of vulnerability crept into his tone. "I'll face whatever comes our way, together,"