WARNING: overuse of the word 'warmth'
NOTE: I haven't spell-checked or edited,
I just wanted to get this out as
fast as possible :)
DAENERYS TARGARYEN ;
Her dragons knew before she did, and whenever Daenerys thought back to how her dragons acted around you, she found herself laughing that she didn't realise it sooner. She knew she cared about you deeply and everything you did sent butterflies to her stomach, but when she saw how affectionate and protective her dragons were of you, Daenerys realised her dragons were reacting to her feelings and they cared for you as well.
She could hear laughter and shrieks from her chambers and the crash of objects that inspired more laughter. When she reached the doorway of her room, Daenerys stopped just by the entrance, leaning against the arched doorway, and peered inside. What she saw startled her for a second before her lips tugged into a smile that split her ear to ear, a warm fuzzy feeling settling inside her. Rhaegal had wrapped himself around your shoulder, rubbing his green and bronze scales across your jaw and purring, the sound pitched and alien though it sent flutters to her heart.
The noise was making you shudder and squirm, but you were smiling too so Rhaegal purred louder, his tail snaked around you arm. There was another crash and Daenerys peered further into the room to see Viserion batting his wings in the equivalent of a tantrum that you'd stopped petting his scales, knocking over plates and objects. Another burst of purrs sent you tumbling back onto the bed, your laughter bouncing off the walls. Daenerys scanned the room for her black and red dragon and found him perched on the walls, his eyes carefully watching for anything dangers. They loved you, she thought, her violet eyes softening before the smile slowly dropped and Daenerys blinked.
Her dragons were apart of her, they felt her fear, and anger. They know who she cares for and who she mistrust of others and yet, they love you. They feel what I feel, she thought, and her mouth parted softly, her eyes darting to your face. Your face was alight with glee as you pet Viserion with gentle affection, marvelling at the heat of his scales under your fingers. Every laugh and endeared glance you'd giver her dragons had Daenerys' heart beating faster. She loves you, and her children know it. Though the realisation shocked her, Daenerys can't say it upset her. Loving you was as easy as breathing and Dany cherished the feeling, she long thought she'd never experience again since Drogo. She stayed there, leaning against her doorway, watching and fawning over the sight of you and her dragons, never interrupting, but watching you with soft eyes and an even softer heart.
VISERYS TARGARYEN ;
It was startling when Viserys realised he loved you, but when the realisation sprung upon him, it was so pure and selfless that he knew his feelings were true and not just selfish desire. He only ever had love in his heart for his mother and father and maybe his older brother if he hadn't cost him so much. It came upon him when the two of you were alone, letting the stress of the day slide off you and you began asking him about his family and his life before the usurper's rebellion. You were so earnest in your questions and what pain he felt, you felt it too, and Viserys knew he was a goner for you from that moment.
"What was she like?" You hummed, keeping your voice soft and wispy as you peered up at Viserys through your lashes. Viserys had perched you on his chest, his tunic lazily unbuttoned while he reclined against the bed, staring up at the celling. "My mother?" He mused, his hands wandering over your back and lightly tugging on the ends of your hair, comforted by the weight of you on him and the feel of your skin touching his. "She was beautiful. Her hair was like moonlight, and she used to carry me around the gardens all day, and sometimes she'd sing me to sleep."
