"Stop groaning! It's so unladylike, really."
He got a smack on the head for that. Despite the slight pain, he found it funny. The way she thinks she looks stupid in a dress. He didn't understand why she thinks she looks like a tree. The dress is green, but it flattered her in all the right places. A tree was the last thing on his mind when he saw her walk out of the house in that pretty green dress.
"If you call me a lady one more time, I'm going to grab that steering wheel and run your car off a cliff," she huffed in frustration as she stared out the window.
He pretended to look appalled by the thought. "Don't you fucking dare, Arya Stark! It took me months to restore this baby," he said, patting the dashboard lovingly.
Arya rolled her eyes but laughed despite her annoyance. "You guys and your love of cars. It's fantastic, I must say. To be ranked next to a car."
Gendry hit the horn as another car tried to overtake him. "Look at this douche! He's an accident waiting to happen!"
"Gendry."
He looked at her for a bit before turning his eyes back on the road. "Hmm?"
"Stop ignoring me," she said, shifting in her seat so she was now facing him fully. "Do I really look like a nice oak tree, like you said?"
He couldn't stop the grin from emerging on his face. "Scratch the oak tree. You look nice. Actually, beautiful is the right word for it."
He watched her cheeks turn pink as she straightened back on the seat. Her fingers tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ear as a smile crossed her face. "That's bull and we both know it."
"It's not," he said, his voice turning serious. "You're beautiful, Arya. Believe me."
She let out a girly laugh, and he knew she liked the compliments once in a while. It made him happy to see her embarrassed for once.
"I'd say you're beautiful too," she said, still wearing a smile on her face as she resumed to stare out the window. "But you're too ruggedly handsome to be called beautiful. And I like it just like that."