Jon Snow Imagines

Beyond the wall

Jon watched carefully as Ghost stepped towards the bate. He knew the wildling was round the corner and prepared himself to fend of the impending attack on his beloved dire-wolf, sword drawn he scaled the small incline and waited for the right moment, dropping down and knocking whoever it was of their feet.

He stopped the swing of his sword when a wide eyed girl whimpered beneath him. He frowned and glanced around, finding no other people in site.

"You're the one that's been hunting Ghost?" Jon snapped. She nodded her head, eyeing the glinting sword in his hand, he lowered it slowly when he saw the only weapon she had was a blunted stick that had been sharpened at the tip.

She kicked out at his leg and slid out from under him, looping a thick rope round Ghost's neck and began dragging the wolf towards a cluster of trees.

The crow was on his feet and hurrying after the small wildling who had almost vanished from sight, at the last second he dived for her, dragging all three of them down as the rocks beneath them caved, trapping them beneath the earth.

"What are you doing, get off me you crow!" The girl gasped. Jon grunted when her foot met his stomach and began trying to push the rocks off them.

"You tried to steal Ghost." Jon snapped.

"You have big castles and men to cook your food, I needed another hunting dog," The girl snapped, trying to move so that she was as far away from him as the small space would allow.

"So you thought you'd take my wolf?" Jon muttered. He jerked the girl towards him when a rock fell, almost hitting her.

"If you haven't noticed everything is scarce so sometimes we have to take what we need." That was the last thing you said for several hours.

By the time night felt the temperature dropped, even Ghost was feeling the cold, he'd gently settled between Jon's feet as the crow continued to jab his sword at the loose stones above them.

"What's your name?" Jon asked after he gave up, exhaustion taking over his body as he sunk down.

"(Y/N) ... what's yours?" You asked quickly. He sighed and shifted his weight so that you were both settled comfortably, He sighed again when you took your stick and jabbed at the small hole he'd been making.

"Jon Snow... leave that for the night even if we get out now it'll be too cold to survive the night anywhere else." Jon muttered as he pulled your arm down. "Let me use that tomorrow and we'll be at the wall by tomorrow night... I can convince some of the men to give you food."

You handed him the stick and slumped down against the wall opposite him, letting your eyes fall shut.

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Your eyes fluttered open when you felt Jon's hand on your shoulder. He whispered apologise as he pulled off the furs from around his shoulders and laid the over you.

"You were shivering so loudly Ghost woke up." He muttered. You could see a blush on his face but you were too busy trying to keep your body from freezing to respond. "Do you mind if I lay closer... you'll be warmer."

"F... Fine." You shivered, your teeth chattering loudly. You felt Jon shift his arm under your head and soon you felt slightly warmer.

"You are still too cold." Jon muttered as you began to drift to sleep, he moved you slightly closer, making sure to keep an appropriate distance at the same time.

You wanted to object to the constant movement but the cold and tiredness was forcing you to succumb to sleep, every now and then he'd press a hand to your cheek or move your arms in an attempt to keep them warm.

The last thing you felt was Jon encouraging Ghost to settle by your feet before slowly laying down and pulling you against his side.