Could you write a fix-fic for Jonsa in 8x04 please?
hi required listening when reading: everything all at once by syml. literally listen on repeat. this fic is an excuse to have them make out post feast you’ve been warned.
The mood had quickly shifted after seeing Sansa leave, and he couldn’t stand the thought that on the night they were supposed to be actually having fun somehow she wasn’t and probably by his hand. It felt like he was always messing things up these days despite trying with everything to do what was best for them.
She wasn’t in her room or their solar or any other spot he might find her. Defeated, and feeling a little sorry for himself honestly, he went back to his own chambers.
In the last spot he would have expected to find her, there she was. Sansa was sitting in the middle of his bed looking like something straight out of a dream. Maybe he was drunker than he thought.
