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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
He holds the top of the door frame and says a shy, “Until next time, Arya,” before shutting her door and walking away.
Is he expecting to see her again outside of the hospital? Oh, she’s totally fucked now.
Dedicated to @fineosaur who always keeps me going, with either love or bullying. I LOVE YOU!
But I can't compete with the she wolf who has brought me to my knees
Not gonna lie, I’m almost at 5k writing part two of “and I can’t hide you like this...” and it’s like 90% smut.
And I have a lot more to go. You’re welcome.
@fineosaur you know this is for you so I’m taking my time in perfecting it and hopefully it will be ready by the end of the week. 😘
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Arya smirks as Gendry laughs from the doorway, “What’re you in for, love?”
Arya watches as she lowers her bed back into a more comfortable position, “Kidney transplant. Apparently the one I got is no good. Bout like all these other quacks in this place. Save for this one, she’s not too bad.” Mrs. Sanderson nods to Arya and Gendry can’t help but support a proud smile on his face causing Arya to blush subtly.
Gendry gets a call on his walkie then, prompting to leave the girls alone once more as Mrs. Sanderson turns to Arya in her bed with a knowing grin of her own. Arya folds her arms across her chest in childlike defiance, “What are you looking at me like that for?”
The older lady smiles at her softly, “Oh sweetheart, you got it bad.”
Arya can’t help but to let the corners of her mouth hint at a small smile, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t play dumb with me girl, I am much wiser than you are. And I can tell you he’s got it just as bad. Which makes me a little mad, because that man is a fine piece of ass if you ask me.”
Arya’s jaw drops at the audacity of her words, “Okay, that’s enough ogling the help. You need to sleep. I’ll check back in on you in a few hours.”
Snippet from Part Two of AICHY
She steps into the water and relaxes her aching body, sore limbs from their intense love making reacting to the heat instantaneously.
By the time Gendry finds her, the water has stopped, filling the tub to the brim before it went ice cold, bubbles everywhere. A Selena Gomez song starts playing and Arya’s mood changes into a playful one as Gendry leans back on the sink watching her curiously as she moves her mouth to the lyrics, bobbing her head dramatically to the beat of the music, while tossing bubbles around with the same drama of her singing.
“I’m so sick of that same old love, that shit it tears me up. I’m so sick of that same old love, my body’s had enough.”
Gendry’s voice chimes in over the sound of the music reverberating in the small bathroom, “Sick of me, already are you?”
“Never. But I might change my mind if you aren’t naked by the time, I open my eyes.” She closes her eyes as she hears him work to remove his clothing, still humming along to the song.
Before she can react and reopen her eyes, she laughs as she feels him step into the tub quickly, his broad body causing the water to splash over the place as he sits down in front of her.
Arya opens her eyes to find Gendry staring at her, a goofy smile across his face.
“Happy?”
“Very.”
She turns her body around in the water to fit snugly between his thighs, leaning her head back against his chest as he wraps his arms around her small frame.
Omfg. It’s done.
Here’s to editing 13k words before posting later!!
Parchment & Trope
parchment: how often do you or your personal life influence your writing?
Writing “and I can’t hide you like this for very much longer” is the first and probably the only time I’ll ever have my personal life influence a fanfic. Usually I don’t ever think about anything personal to have included.
I’m not lying when I say this story is based on actual events. Now some are made up of course, but a lot of the omg! ones are true. But that’s for you all to figure out which are real and which are made up. I’m so excited to get this second part out. Lmaooo
trope: what’s a pet peeve you have about writing?
Grammar and spelling mostly. I’m huge on both of those irl and when I write or read. Over usages of big words, like don’t use it every other sentence, it’s annoying.
