House of Stark and Snow

Sansa Stark, Jon Snow

|He's the big half-brother and you're a soon-to-be wife.|

He looks good when he is cleaned and dressed in a tux.

And it makes you smile that you have his attention for today, though you're not really sure why you want his attention now.

It's been hard since Arya's disappearance and all you want to do is be happy for now. So you smiles almost too widely at him as he presses a band of white flower against you wrist; relishes on the kiss he bestows upon the crown of your head.

He congratulates you with no name. You are not close and you almost curse Arya for—damnit!

Thank you, instead you press your lips to his cheek. Wonders when you walk the altar if you can fill your little sister's space.