Game Of Thrones. Imagines & One Shots

31. Dangerous Person (Thoros of Myr X Reader)

"Come on!" Arya ordered at your side. You turned your head to see Hotpie falling behind, panting and huffing for air.

"Can't we just take a break?" He asked whilst leaning against a tree.

"We take a break we have a higher risk of the Lannister's catching up" you remind, placing the flat side of your sword in your shoulder. Being Arya's older sister you had always felt the need to protect her. Now that your father was dead, Sansa was trapped in Kings Landing and your mother and twin brother were at war you had all the more reason to protect Arya even more.

"But we've been walking all night!" Hotpie moaned like a little child.

"And we'll continue to do so today" you snapped "We have to reach Riverrun, it's the only place we'll be safe".

"How do you know Riverrun will be safe?" Gendry spoke.

"It's our mothers birth place, our grandfather's lord of Riverrun and there are faithful and loyal men to the Tully's. We'd be perfectly safe" you explained.

"We could also find some jobs for you when we get there" Arya added "Maybe you could work in the kitchens Hotpie whilst Gendry --".

"Arya, stop talking" you suddenly spoke, your eyes quickly looking over the dense woodlands. She went to open her mouth but you silenced her again "No, I'm serious! Be quiet!". Everyone remained silent as you held your hand up before walking a few meters from them. As you slid down in a small pit you signalled the others to join you. All of you hid against a wall as you peaked out. You noticed a group of men walking in your direction, one in the front drunkenly singing "The Rains of Castamere" as he swayed around.

"How many are there?" Gendry asked, trying to watch the men through a hole in the wall.

"I don't know but too many for us to take" you answered "Maybe we'll get lucky and they'll pass u--". You were quickly cut off when an arrow shot pass your face and into a tree.

"What's lurking behind that wall? A lion? A wolf?" Someone questioned from the large group of men "Just a dirty little cub I think, loose a few more shafts".

"Don't!" You snapped revealing yourself to the men. Arya had a face of thunder but you pointed your finger at her. Thankfully none of the men noticed. The man who was singing stood in a large hole in the wall with another man. If he turned his head he would spot the others. To protect them your raised your sword up lightly so he would keep his attention on you. He kneeled casually before taking a gulp of whatever drink he had.

"Put the sword down, girl" he carelessly ordered.

"You can piss off down the road, just keep on singing so I know where you are" you threatened "Leave me be and I won't have to kill you". Unfortunately, the men laughed at you. Gods it sucked to be a woman. Never taken seriously.

"Generous. You're a dangerous person. I like dangerous people" he winked, pointing at you before suddenly asking "Why are your friends so shy?".

"What friends?" You questioned, not taking your eyes off him.

"The girl to your left and the lad beside her, along with the fat one" the man beside the singer informed. Gendry and Arya only sighed as they pulled Hotpie out of their hiding place. Now the four of you were out in the open, holding our swords up trying to look dangerous. The singer only smiled, jumping down in the ditch along with the rest of his men. You pushed Arya behind you grip tightening on your sword and standing in a fighting position.

"Four young ones on the run, carrying castle forged swords" he listed "You escape from Harrenhal?".

"Who are you?" Arya snapped from behind you.

"He's Thoros of Myr" you said, finally recognising him "He charged through the breech on Pyke whilst being pissed as a sailor".

"A fan?" Thoros asked with smile.

"No, just forced to learn it" you sassed, watching Thoros put on a upset face and place a hand on his chest.

"You wound me" he said, pretending to be upset "The fellow here with the bow is Anguy".

"No, who do you fight for?!" Arya questioned.

"The Brotherhood Without Banners" Thoros simply answered before taking a step towards you "Now come along. I wanna hear how two boys, a snappy little girl and a very dangerous beauty escaped Harrenhal".

"I'm not going with them" Hotpie suddenly spoke "The Brotherhood? That's who the Mountain and them lot were looking for. They'll bring us back and put rats in us".

"You've got nothing to fear from us, son. The lords of Westeros want to burn the country side we're trying to save it" Thoros reassured "Now come on. We'll talk some more over brown bread and stew. And then you can go on your way".

Just the mere mention of food made your stomach growl. After all you had given your rations to Arya. You quickly placed your hand over your stomach as it groaned, making Thoros smile at you even more. But Hotpie took a step back whilst shaking his head. An unimpressed look masked Thoros' face as his companion, Anguy, grabbed an arrow from its quiver. He hitched it in the bows string before looking at Hotpie.

"Here's the thing fat boy" he spoke pulling the string back on the bow and aiming it to the sky then released "When I'm done talking that arrow is falling down on your fat head. So I advise you move ... because I'm done talking". Just before the arrow could fall on his head you pushed Hotpie out the way before leaning back and quickly grabbed the arrow as it fell in front of you. You gave Anguy a angered look whilst tossing it back to him. Thoros had a impressed smile and held out his hand, gesturing you to move. You nodded to Arya before taking the lead and climbing out the pit. As you helped Arya out you noticed Thoros watching you. Rolling your eyes you turned away, still feeling his eyes on you.

"See something you like, Thoros?" Anguy asked, smirking all the way.

"Maybe" he shrugged with a mischievous look in his eyes.

"She's the first woman we've seen in miles, come on Thoros" Anguy he groaned.

"Well can you blame me" Thoros said as he pulled himself out of the pit, eyes still watching your form.

"No, no I can't" he laughed. As you walked through the woods you looked over at Thoros. Your eyes flickered from his face to down to the wine skin he had in his belt.

"You got any ale?" You questioned, making him look over to you. He took the wine skin from his belt and held it out to you.

"It's blackstrap rum" he informed "It's quite strong". You rolled your eyes and took a large gulp. Looking at the wine skin before you marched forwards to walk beside Arya all the while taking bigger gulps.

"Yep, my kind of woman" Thoros whispered as Anguy passed him.

A Thoros imagine. Bet you didn't see that one coming. I actually like Thoros and Beric a lot. I really hate that there isn't enough written about them. I was sad when Thoros died. I just thought he was a funny drunk and the scenes that he and Beric had with Sandor made me laugh so hard. Christmas is soon to be upon us and The Walking Dead mid-season finale is tonight so, "YAYS!" all around.
I AM EXCEPTING REQUESTS.
Anyway, hope you enjoyed.
See ya 'round✌️
And remember ...
"Winter ... is Here"