“I just wanted to let you know that I think you’re beautiful.” If you’re up for more prompts? 😌🤞🏻
Of course!! I am always up for more prompts, and I promise I’m gonna eventually get to all of them. Just have a lot of different writing projects I have to work on right now, but these are super fun, so I’ll always come back to them :)
15. “I just wanted to let you know that I think you’re beautiful.”
Somehow, the Red Waste is even more incredible than Dany had remembered it.
Jon had surprised her a month ago with plane tickets (one for Ghost as well) and ten days off pre-cleared with Olenna. Her heart had thumped as she had registered the date on the tickets— their departure was the same day that, a year ago, they set off for the Red Mountains together.
A whole year, it’s been. Probably the best year of her life. All because of the man to her left— and his dog, of course.
"Wow,” Jon says, stopping next to her at the edge of the plateau. Red rock stretches out as far as the eye can see, mountain peaks and plains coming up to meet the endless blue sky, late afternoon sunshine making the horizon glow golden.
“I know,” Dany says, leaning into him. Jon takes her hand in his, twining their fingers together. Ghost flops down at their feet, panting, and her boyfriend rolls his eyes, Dany trying not to laugh. His white paws have been stained red from the earth pretty much since the moment they got here.
“I never really thought I’d make it back here,” Dany murmurs, eyes on the horizon. It’s like something out of a dream, seeing all of this again. Jon looks down at her, brow furrowing.
“Why not?” he asks, Ghost shifting so he’s half on their feet.
Dany shrugs. “I don’t know. I think a part of me just got so used to living behind a desk that I forgot my life could be more than that.” She rolls her eyes. “That sounds cheesy, sorry.”
“No,” Jon says, leaning into her, forehead pressed to hers. The warmth of his body is welcoming, one of his hands wrapping around her waist. During the day when the sun is high in the sky, it’s pretty warm, even for winter, but when the sun begins to set, like it is now, it begins to feel as cold as the North.
“It’s not cheesy,” he says, and Dany smiles, nose nudging his. “And if I had any hand in helpin’ you remember, I’m glad.”
She laughs, rising on tiptoes to kiss him quickly. Before she ever met Jon, she was content to spend all of her days buried in work, hiding behind a computer. Now she never wants to go back to that life, where she only dreamed of getting to see all these parts of the world instead of going out and finding them. “Saying you had a part is an understatement.”
Jon smiles against her lips, holding her close. “Truly, I thought most of it was Ghost.”
Dany leans back in his arms, head tipping back as she laughs. “Alright, that is fair,” she says. Ghost looks up at them both, head cocked adorably. “Definitely Ghost.”
They look out at the sprawling landscape again, Dany’s head on Jon’s chest. “Gods, can you believe this is the first hike I ever did?” she asks, and Jon chuckles. “What the hells was I thinking? Talk about over-ambitious.”
“That sounds like you,” Jon says. “Determined to do what you want, even if it’s difficult.”
“Mm,” she hums. “I suppose so.”
They fall quiet, watching as the sun sinks lower. Their camp isn’t far away, though, their hike almost done, so they stay. Dany can feel Jon’s eyes on her, so she turns, meeting his gaze. His eyes shine, full of affection, and it makes her heart stutter.
“What?” she asks, and Jon smiles, shaking his head.
“I just wanted to let you know,” he says, bringing their foreheads together again, “that I think you’re beautiful.”
Dany laughs, hands wrapping around his neck. “That is a blatant lie,” she says, but her heart flutters all the same. “I haven’t showered in five days. I smell awful, and my hair is a rat’s nest.”
Jon shakes his head. “Mm. Doesn’t matter. You still are.”
He kisses her before she can argue back, which in all honesty, she’s completely fine with.
“Thank you for taking me here again,” she whispers against his lips when they separate, foreheads still pressed together, hearts beating in time with each other. “This is the best gift I ever could have asked for.”
“Thank you for lettin’ me come with you,” he says, and Dany laughs again.
“Jon,” she whispers. “All I ever want is for you to come with me.”
“Good,” he whispers back. “That’s all I ever want too.”
