What If : Jon Snow x Reader

Snow Fight

"And here's the Sept." Jon said.
"Oh," He hadn't let go of your arm, not even when Lady Stark gave you two the death glare.
"Is something wrong my Lady?"
"No, it's just that I thought you would have a godswood. I prefer the old way."
"Yes my Lady, would you like me to show you?"
Crack
You both turn in alarm. There was nothing.
"Show me to the godswood?" you say as you put your free hand on his arm flirtatiously.
Just as you began to walk away Robb and Theon start to throw a mix of snow and what you are hoping is mud.
You shriek when one hits the back of your neck and runs down your shirt. Jon turns to face them but is only greeted by one of the snowballs Theon had thrown.
All three of you drop to the floor laughing as he wipes the mix off his face, revealing it to be red with embarrassment.
Then before you could ask if he was okay he had thrown a snowball right into Theon's chest.
And then the fight began. You and Jon had made a great team. Hit after hit you had some how made it back into the courtyard. His laughter rang throughout Winterfell. From what Theon had told you earlier, you assumed it was the first time he had been so relaxed in years.
With one quick throw you had hit Theon in the chest with a mud ball and he fell, quiet dramatically.
You and Jon had won! You ran over to him and gave him a big hug. He hugged back and tight, his arms wrapped around you perfectly, he was so warm and gentle, you felt something. You look up at him his face centimeters away from yours.
He pulls away.
"Would my Lady like to go to the godswood now, or would she like to clean herself up first.
A tear forms in your eye and you run up to your chambers as fast as you can. Robb tries to stop you but you got out of his grip.
You made it to your chambers. and wrapped yourself in furs.
Robb is outside your door asking if you can unlock the door and let him in. He gives up.

Later you could hear all three boys outside your room since it over looked the courtyard.
"WHAT DID YOU DO!" Theon yelled.
"I don't know."
"WHAT DID YOU ASK HER!" Robb screamed.
"I asked if she want to go to the godswood or if she wanted to change her clothes, since she was covered in mud."
"WHY DIDNT YOU KISS HER!" they yelled at the same time.
"It wasn't right, she has no feeling for me even if I do have feelings for her she can't return them, she has them for Theon."
You couldn't take it any more, you shout down to them, "What are you talking about!"
They all slowly look up to your window. When Robb and Thoen see you they turn as white as Jon's direwolf, Jon did the same but his face turned as red as the eyes of his loyal campaign. "Are you going to tell him or should I!" you shout again so they can hear you, the courtyard is empty by this hour.
"You should (Y/N)," He looks at Jon then back at you, "Uh, I speak for both me and Theon when I say we don't fancy black eyes tonight."
"Alright, I be down soon. But someone better show me the godswood after this!"
"I'll show you. Since Jon can't! I would like to talk with you."

You were in the courtyard now. "Can I speak to Jon... Alone?"
"Okay, where would you like to talk?"
"The stables would be fine. I will speak to Robb tomorrow morning when he shows me the godswood, and I'll see Theon later. I would prefer it if you two didn't listen in." you spoke with a cold, stern voice.
They both gave you a nod.
Jon had already started walking, you followed him. You don't know how to feel.