'I want the K' [because only hilarity could ensue]
Send me ‘I want the K!” and I’ll generate a number.
6: Gentle peck. [THANK JESUS I WOULD HAVE CRIED IF WE GOT ONE OF THE TONGUEY THINGS]
[Winterfell; Arya is 9, Robb 19 for the sake of this scene]
"Arya!" Robb shouted when he’d found Needle hidden under a pile of hay near the barn, chuckling as he shook his head then, smiling when she came running only to arrive red-faced and panting. "Been a while since we last saw each other, and instead of finding you out here, I find your blade. Silly girl." He teased gently, stooping slightly after setting the small sword aside, then opening his arms to his little sister.
A chuckle left him when she sprinted forward and launched herself into his arms, which he was quick to tighten around her in a hug before pressing doting, playful kisses all over her face, finishing with a laughing peck against her lips. ”I’ve missed you. Are you still busy making fun of Sansa and beating Bran in all aspects of masculinity?” He asked through a smile before he set her down.
[[I'm really really sorry if I portrayed your Arya incorrectly! I've never written Arya before and I kinda had to for this...]]
