AN's: I should be working on Part IV of What Happens Next but this happened. This for the JaimexBrienne OTP challenge posted on tumblr. #13- eating ice cream. Complete fluff drabble. Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: George R.R. Martin owns them.
They go for ice cream every Friday night in the summer. There's a small, family-owned shop within walking distance from their house. Brienne pushes little Joanna in her stroller, while Jaime lets four-year-old Dayne run ahead of them.
Just as going for ice cream is a ritual, as is what everyone orders. Dayne wants chocolate chip with whipped cream and Brienne feeds Joanna some of her own vanilla.
Jaime, as always, gets the Flavor of the Week.
Brienne, as always, teases him about it.
"Why do you always get that?" She asks as she makes sure Dayne actually gets ice cream in his mouth and not on his shirt. "What if you don't like it?"
Jaime shrugs and licks his cone, which this week is Mocha Chunk
"Why do you always get vanilla?" He counters with a smirk.
Brienne offers some more to Joanna, who chatters incoherently as she tries to grab the spoon away.
"I like vanilla," she replies. "Maybe it's a little boring, but if I'm in the mood I can add sprinkles or hot fudge and it's something different..."
She holds the spoon away until Joanna lowers her hands and opens her mouth wide. Jaime smiles as Brienne makes the spoon an airplane. Their daughter shrieks with laughter and claps as she eats.
"Don't you have a favorite?" She asks him, taking a scoop for herself now.
Dayne is finished, so Jaime throws away his cup and finishes his cone before setting out to clean their son's face as best he can.
"I'm trying them out," He answers, tossing the napkins to the side. He looks at Dayne and Joanna with a soft smile, before turning it to her. "Change is good. You shouldn't go through life thinking you're made for one thing. It's better to find what fits you best."
"That's very philosophical thinking for ice cream," Brienne says, but she smiles to herself nonetheless.
The following week Brienne orders the Flavor of the Week as well.
She takes the first bite with a grin.
"You know…I think this is my favorite."
Jaime places his hand over hers.
"Mine too."