#CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE FACT #THAT THEY WEREN’T EVEN FRIENDS BACK THEN #BUT HE DAMN CHOOSE TO STAND NEXT TO HER #OUT OF ALL THE PEOPLE HE COULD’VE GONE TO #HE CHOOSES TO STAND RIGHT BESIDE HER #AND ALSO #SHE NOTICES HIM APPROACHING #SHE FEELS SO AWFUL ABOUT FINN AND RAVEN AND THE DEAD PEOPLE IF THEIR PLAN WON’T WORK #AND IT’S LIKE JUST BY HIS PRESENCE HE’S ABLE TO SOOTHE HER #AND SHE LOOKS AT HIM #AND IF HE NOTICES OR NOT DOESN’T MATTER #BECAUSE HE KNOWS HOW SHE FEELS #AND SHE KNOWS HOW HE FEELS #AND THEY DON’T NEED TO TALK OR TO LOOK AT EACH OTHER TO KNOW THAT #THEY JUST HAVE THIS STRANGE INVISIBLE BOND #THAT IS SO BEAUTIFUL
We can stand longer than your one-handed friend thinks we can.
He's not my friend.
Absolutely not. Not my friend. He sucks. SUCKS. Always insults me about my looks and he's so annoying when he thinks he is funny... But he saved my life, more than once. Aaaand he trusts me. Aaaand he gave me that sword.
Brienne *strokes over Oathkeeper lovingly*:
Aaaand he has the most luxurious hair once he's out of King's Landing.
So? Not your friend?
Brienne *makes a face*:
Oh Seven Hells.
He's not my friend... because I am in love with him. WELL FUCK ME. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.
So you and the Kingslayer.
Shit, yes. Sorry, I have to go and find that asshole.
What are you going to do with him?
Smack him for being so pretty? I don't know!
You smack him hard.
Brienne *turns around*:
Brienne *to herself*:
Fuck. I really want to fuck Jaime Lannister. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.