✓ Golden Eyes ➣ j. kline

eight

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ARYA WOKE THE  next morning in her bed. She remembered the sour words she had said to Dean. And what he had said to her. Part of her wanted to apologize. The other wanted to just leave it as it was. She chose the latter.

Arya sat, silently in her bed staring up at the ceiling. Her thoughts swirled about in a frenzy, too wild to stop or fully comprehend. They were finally silenced when the door to her room opened and closed.

"Yes?" Her voice was barley over a whisper. The person didn't speak as they sat next to her covered body.

"When you didn't come to my room this morning I got worried." said the person. Jack. Arya sat up, pushing away her covers.

"Sorry" Arya said, pushing away her problems as she looked at the boy before her. "What do you want to do? We have a day to waste."

Jack looked at her, studying her expression, trying to read whatever she was hiding. He then looked around her room. His eyes landing on her book shelf where the series she spoke so fondly of sat. He smiled at her.

"Do you still have those movies you talked about?" Arya's eyes lit up and she returned his smile.

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"So I found the first, third, and fifth movies." Arya said, holding up what she had found (more like stolen) from Sam's room while he read in the library. Jack was huddled under a blanket on his bed, a open space open for her next to him, his laptop open in front of him. She set the movies on the bed.

"Pick your poison." Jack looked at her for a moment before she clarified. "Pick one you want to watch." Jack contemplated for a moment before grinning.

"All?"

Arya smiled and put in the first movie. The laptop sat on Jack's lap. Arya leaned back against the wood headboard. As the movie started Arya tried moving to get into a better position. Through the first twenty minutes she was constantly shifting. She regretted not grabbing a blanket or a pillow for herself.

Suddenly Jack opened an arm and pulled her under the blanket. She made a noise of surprise, but Jack didn't let go of her, pulling her closer to him as she sat between his legs, practically smothering her with the warmth of the blanket. Arya let herself relax against his steady chest. She matched his breathing as the movie continued.

Jack jumped at some points, gripping Arya closer causing her to giggle at his actions. She answered every question he had in full detail that sometimes they had to re watch some parts of the movie.

When she put in the fifth movie she failed to notice how at times Jack watched her, watching fondly at how when she smiled her eyes crinkled. How she played with one of his hands that rested on her stomach when she thought he wasn't paying attention.