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The North Never Forgets

hi I'm emo over game of thrones ending so here's a game of thrones inspired one shot but I promise there aren't any spoilers (I do use some of the Stark's briefly though because idk why not I love them)

also newt is not jojen reed in this one shot, I just used his picture because well...it's fitting to picturing him in the story because Thomas was legit in game of thrones

this is so random and kinda lame but enjoy

"Thomas! Calm down!" Tha man snapped, the frown on his face making it very clear that he was cross.

"Don't tell me to calm down!" Thomas retorted, crossing his arms over his chest like a child would.

"You knew this was going to happen!"

"Not so soon!"

The man let out a breath, massaging the bridge of his nose with his finger and thumb. "Thomas, please, you know why this has to happen."

"Sorry Jorge!" Thomas frowned hard as he leaned against the wall. "Sorry that I'm not really all for the idea of being married to help relationships with other kingdoms."

"It's not just other kingdoms Tom, it's the North."

"You think I give a fuck about a little Stark boy?!"

"No, but you should care about your people! They'll be hungry in the winter Tom, the North has food, we don't."

Thomas let out a breath. Jorge had a point.

"Being a prince sucks." Thomas huffed out as he threw himself on his bed in a childish tantrum.

"He's blonde, you like blondes."

"I do like blondes...but not blondes who speculate rumors about being born from wolves."

"Keep an open mind," Jorge said as he shook his head. "You're making yourself hate him before you've even met the boy, and he was not born from wolves Thomas, everyone says that about the Starks. Exactly what you said, they're rumors."

Thomas frowned again as he stared at the ceiling. "Last night was the last time I'm ever gonna get to sleep alone in my bed."

"You're being dramatic."

"I'll be married tomorrow."

"And you and the Stark boy can run around causing havoc tonight, it could be fun." Jorge picked up the empty cup from Thomas' desk. "You need to be down in an hour okay?"

Thomas nodded before waving the man out of his room. He wanted to lay and pout for another hour or so. It wasn't that he hated the thought of being married. He was an eighteen year old boy with an extremely overly active sex drive, he didn't hate the thought of having someone to constantly hangout with or kiss. He was upset about the circumstances. Hell, he'd never been to the North, he'd never seen the Stark boy, he wasn't even exactly sure what his name was. All he knew was that they were around the same age and apparently he was going to spend the rest of his life with him.

When it came time to go, Thomas slowly got up, frowning at the outfit Jorge laid out for him. He scowled before pulling on the rough fabric and leather. He ran his hands through his hair, trying to make it not look like he'd just been rolling around in his blankets for the past hour.

Jorge was standing outside his door when he opened it which just made Thomas scowl. "You don't have to be creepy all the time."

"Your father asked that I come up here and make sure you didn't try anything."

"Me? Try anything? Never." Thomas almost laughed at his feigned shock. He had thought about escaping a few times, but it would just be pointless.

"You look better than usual," Jorge said which made Thomas laugh.