A double date between Taichi, Mimi, Yamato and Sora; in which Taichi hogs all the food, Yamato gets frustrated by this behaviour, Mimi teases him about it, and Sora tries her best to maintain the peace.
There wasn’t anything wrong with the way they bed together.In fact, Sansa rather enjoyed it, more than she ever thought she would. Theonly thing was… well, they never undressed for each other. When she and Jonwere first married, Sansa didn’t find issue with it. She had beengrateful when Jon asked that she leave her shift on. He’d left his shirt on aswell, removing only his breeches and smallclothes, just enough for them to dotheir duty, nothing more.
But they’ve been married more than a year now. When they laytogether it was as much for love as for duty. And yet, there was still thisbarrier between them. Sansa didn’t want anything to stand between them,emotionally or physically. It was sweet how Jon was always so considerate ofher, never pushing her farther than she was willing to go, but she was readyfor this. She wanted to share all of herself with her husband.
When Jon came to her chambers that night, Sansa had decided.Tonight would be the night. There would be no more excuses, no more holdingback. She wouldn’t let herself get distracted by Jon’s kisses, intoxicating asthey were. As he slipped his hand under the hem of her sleeping shift, she stoppedhim. “Jon, wait.”
He immediately drew back from her, concern plain on hisface. Never would he do something if it made her even the smallest bituncomfortable. “What is it?”
“I want—” She couldn’t quite find a ladylike way to say to be naked so she instead started pulling at the ties of her shift.
Jon grabbed her hands, halting her progress. “Sansa, stop.”
“Why?” She cried in frustration. Didn’t he want her? Didn’the want more? “Why do we always dothis in our clothes? I want this, Jon. I love how you care for me, but I’m notshy. I want you to see me.”
His grip on her tightened and he breathed out through hisnose. “…I don’t want you to see me,” Jon said softly. “I have… scars.”
“We all have scars.” Gods knew that she had her own, shehadn’t escaped Joffrey’s reign entirely unscathed. “I don’t care about that.”
Jon shook his head. “I don’t want you to be reminded thatyou married a dead man whenever you look at me.”
“I would never—”
“You haven’t seen the scars.”
“…Take off your shirt.”
“Sansa, no.”
“Take it off.” When he refused to move, she grabbed at itherself and pulled it over his head. For the first time in her marriage, shesaw all of her husband, exactly as he was, scars and all. And there were somany scars, still deep and angry and raw. She reached out slowly, tracing herfingers over the largest one, just over his heart. Jon’s breath caught in histhroat as she laid her palm flat against his chest. “You are not a dead man,Jon. Dead men’s hearts don’t beat.”
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This is a tough question. While I like all three, I think I’m a moon person all the way. I’ve always been an evening person rather than a morning person. Plus I just just love the moon in an aesthetic fashion, such as using moon textures in edits and the moon emoticon (☾).
#best part of this fucking episode tbh#and sansa#sansa is the best of all this season thank you for these beautiful tags, I thoroughly enjoy Sansa love, it fills my heart with warmth
