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Blacksmith (Gendry Waters x fem!reader)

You felt your blood boil as you lowered your fists down to your sides. You were so tired of being treated poorly by the men in the forge. Just because you were a woman didn't mean you were there for their entertainment. You were just as good a blacksmith as any of them. Hells, you were even better than some of them. You refused to be treated like a lower life form simply because of your sex. Unfortunately for you, your temper and ability to defend yourself came back to bite you.

As the man on the ground clutched his nose, you took a deep breath to calm yourself. The calm was temporary as the foreman of the forge decided you'd cause enough trouble and he kicked you out. You rolled your eyes and gathered your belongings before leaving the forge, not missing the glares of the men. Once outside, you sighed heavily. How were you going to earn your living now? Your mother was ill and your siblings too young to work. You were the only hope that your family would live. You had to find another forge to work at. There were plenty in King's Landing.

So, you tried forge after forge and each one turned you away. They had no room for a woman they said. More like they didn't want to trouble themselves with you. You took a break and decided to stop in the market to purchase food for your family with your wages for the day. On your way to market, you were lost in thought and you weren't paying attention to where you were going until you ran smack into someone.

"Watch were you're going," the deep voice grumbled and you looked up. "Sorry," you muttered before trying to push passed the young man. You felt a hand wrap around your elbow and you stopped. You turned back to the young man and stopped short. His blue eyes were riveted on your sweat and grime covered face. His own face was in much the same condition, but it didn't cover up the fact that he was quite attractive and, judging by the way he was gazing, he thought the same about you. You felt the butterflies in your stomach instantly.

"You look like you've had a bad day," he observed, removing his hand from your elbow. You scoffed in response. "You could say that. The forge I was crafting in kicked me out." The young man nodded in understanding and asked why. You told him the reason and by the time you were finished, both of you were laughing. "Serves him right," the young man said before turning serious again. "Come with me. I am certain my master would love to have another set of hands. He is getting on in years, after all." You smiled and agreed. "Good. I'm Gendry, by the way."

Gendry's master had accepted you into his forge graciously and you beamed. Working alongside Gendry every day was a treat. He was not only nice to look at but he was charming and witty to boot. Despite growing up in Flea Bottom, Gendry was intelligent and kind, something you admired. He also never looked down on you for being a woman. In his eyes, as well as his master's, your sex didn't matter as long as you could handle the work.

You couldn't deny that, as the months passed, you fell more and more for the dark-haired young man. He wouldn't tell you, but Gendry had fallen for you too. How could he not? You were a strong and independent woman. You had a timid exterior, but you knew just how to take care of yourself. Gendry didn't have to worry about you. Gendry had no trouble admitting that, with certain things, you were a better blacksmith than he was. There were times when he would sit back and just admire you work, much like he was doing now.

"Are you going to sit there staring at me all day or are you going to work, Waters?" you asked jokingly, not looking up from your work. Some of your (h/c) hair had fallen into your face and you used your wrist to push it back, getting even more soot from the fire on your face. Gendry chuckled to himself as the stubborn strand fell right back into your face. You stopped what you were doing and glared at the offending hair.

Gendry got up and walked over to you. He gently tucked your hair behind your ear before putting on his own gloves. You froze in place. Your eyes followed Gendry's movements as he began his own work. After a moment, you heard him laugh. "Are you going to stand there staring at me all day or are you going to work, Y/L/N?"he asked, throwing your own words back at you. You rolled your eyes and turned your attention back to what you were doing.

You couldn't concentrate anymore. Why had you never noticed the soft look in Gendry's eyes when he gazed at you before? Over the several months you'd been working with him in the forge, you'd never once questioned his feelings for you. Until now. Did he see you as more than a friend? You didn't believe it. No man ever saw a female blacksmith in that light, but then again, you'd never worked with anyone like Gendry before.

"Y/N? You should get to shaping that before it cools," Gendry's voice brought you out of your thoughts and back to the molten metal in front of you. You shook your head and got back to work, deciding to talk to Gendry after you were finished. You'd never been so distracted before and you honestly couldn't afford to be distracted now. You still had a family to feed after all.

Once your project was finished, you stripped off your gloves and dried the sweat from your brow. You stretched your neck before turning to leave. You nearly jumped out of your skin when you almost ran into Gendry again. He laughed and offered to walk you to your home. It was on his way. You nodded and let him lead you from the forge.

The first several minutes where quiet, but eventually Gendry spoke. "Y/N...there is something I need to say," he began causing you to turn your head to look at him. "What is it, Gendry? You know you can tell me anything." The two of you stopped outside your door and Gendry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Can I? Can I tell you how utterly fascinated I am by you? Can I tell the woman standing in front of me that I love her?"

Youblinked rapidly before your lips stretched into a wide smile. "I love you,too," you whispered, unsure if he heard you until you felt his musculararms pulling you to him. "You do?" As soon as you nodded in answer,his lips were on yours. You could taste smoke of the forges, but you didn'tcare. You loved every second of the kiss. You didn't even hear the door open.You only parted when you heard a voice cry out, "Mother! Y/N is kissingsome strange man!" Your sibling's voice was loud enough for the entirestreet to hear and you buried your face in Gendry's shoulder as he laughedheartily.