The wolf and the hound

a-basicbitch:

Pairing: fem. Stark
reader x Sandor Clegane

Warning: FLUFF &
SMUT

Hi guys! The first version of this
story wasn’t saved and my other version somehow wasn’t uploaded by tumblr…  I’m unsatisfied with this new version but I
still hope you enjoy it. Have fun!

Accompanying your half-brother Jon to King’s
Landing wasn’t something you really wanted to do. But after the meeting with Cersei, you all saild back again, and all of you were kind of satisfied. Cersei promised your half-brother and queen Daenerys to fight with them against the white-walkers, and this was a big success for everyone of you. And on your trip to King’ Landing you were able to find a few new friends, like Davos Seaworth with whom you talked about your and his family. He was patient and kind
towards you, and you also liked Brienne, who had protected your sister Sansa
from Ramsay Bolton. 

But you also discovered that Sandor Clegane, known as the hound, was
a nice person as well, although he didn’t liked to show it. But when the two of you were all alone, he always listened to your stories, even when they were
boring. When the wind was too cold, he always gave you his coat and sometimes
also shared his wine with you. So it happened that you fell in love with
him. It was naive, you knew that very well, and of course, you struggled with your own feelings. But Sandor wasn’t as bad as everyone thought. 

As he decided to stay the whole day in his cabin, you thought it could be a
good idea to visit him. You knocked at his door.
“Sandor? Its me, (Y/N). Can I come
in?” He said nothing, but instead opened his door. 
“What do you want?” His voice was
harsh, he definitely was in a grumpy mood, but you knew that he wasn’t angry
about you. 
“Talking”, you replied with your
cutest smile, entered his room and closed the door behind you. You sat down on
his bed while he stood in front of you. 
“How was your night?”, you asked.
“Terrible.”
“Is everything alright, Sandor?” Your
voice was soft.
“Yes”, he mumbled. 
“I am worried about you.” He started
to laugh. 
“Me? Why in the seven hells would you be
worried about me?”

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