prev. goodqueenalys // semi hiatus

so about a million years ago @aliceofalonso reblogged this post and said she wanted someone to write a jon/sansa based on it and after stumbling upon that post in my drafts, a fic was born:

They were laughing. And then all of a sudden they were not.

Sansa was very aware of the fact that everything she had just said sounded wonderful. She wanted a white picket fence. And Thai take away. And to watch Netflix with Jon on their own sofa. Even the kids part didn’t sound so bad. Her face flushed red as her hair and though she tried to hide it she was sure Jon could see. But he said nothing, too overcome with his own thoughts of Netflix and chilling with his best friend that as a blush crawled over his face he could do nothing to stop it.