A/N: Extreme cheese and fluff up ahead, I'm sorry. I'm having so many Gendrya feels because of the new trailer (deep sigh). Short chapter too.

GRRM, you know you're the man.

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"You have a stache."

Gendry's hand went up to touch his upper lip. "I just shaved this morning, I don't have a stache."

Arya laughed as she reached out to wipe the milk off his upper lip with a few swipes of her thumb. "I meant a milk stache, stupid."

"Yes, please. Laugh at me."

"So cute. Would you like an Oreo to go with your milkshake?"

They were in Doughnuts of Dorne, having a little morning snack before they set out for the day. Everyone at home was out for some reason or another, and as much as Gendry would like to keep up with the sexy times, Arya had convinced him to go out and just do whatever. They decided to drop by and see Hot Pie since they haven't seen him in a while, and they got their orders for free, much to Gendry and Arya's delight. Hot Pie can be annoying at times but he's a pretty good friend all in all.

"You could have been an adult and ordered latte like I did but you went right ahead and ordered milkshake," Arya said, taking a bite out of her croissant.

"Excuse you, milkshakes are fun."

"If I drink my coffee naked, would you consider that fun too?" Arya said, wiggling her brows.

"It's not proven until it's done."

"You'll beg for a coffee bath once I you see me drink coffee without my clothes on."

Gendry tilted his head to the left as he stared at her in disbelief. "Since when did you get so bold and daring, Arya Lyanna Stark?"

"Since Gendry Baratheon happened," Arya said with a soft chuckle, before consuming the rest of her coffee. "Want more pie?"

Gendry nodded, opening his mouth as Arya picked up a spoonful of apple pie and stuffed it into his mouth. She laughed when he started comically moaning and groaning at how good it tastes.

"You know what they say about apple pie, right? American Pie taught me a few things," Gendry said, smacking his lips together.

"Does everything have to have a sexual undertone for you?" Arya asked with an eyeroll. "Let's do something fun today…" she held a finger up to shut him up before he could say something related to sex again. "…that does not involve sex. If you get through the day without thinking about sex, I'll give you a reward."

"Am I Nymeria now that you think I have to be rewarded for every right thing I do?" Gendry asked with a glare. "And what reward do you have in mind?"

"Sex."

"So what do we do first? Movie or art gallery?"

"You're fucking joking, right?"

Gendry stared at the videoke machine before him. Arya tried to suppress a laugh as she grabbed the song book and started searching for songs to sing. Gendry just stood by the door of the 4-person videoke room, not sure if he should even step in to greet his impending doom. "You know that I suck when it comes to singing, right?"

Arya shrugged without taking her eyes away from the song book. "I wouldn't know. I haven't heard you sing yet."

Gendry crossed the small space with heavy feet. "Well I'm telling you now. I suck big time."

"Let me be the judge of that."

Arya kept turning pages until she found a couple of songs worth decent doing on videoke. She shoved the book to Gendry for his turn, but he just sat there staring at her with a blank expression on his face.

"Alright, sunshine," Arya said, practically shoving the book under his nose. "Choose something or I'll choose one for you."

"We're at the arcade, Arya. We can play games or shoot basketballs or do air hockey right now, but you choose the videoke section for fun."

"Don't pull a Jon on me now," Arya said. "Killjoy."

Gendry reluctantly grabbed the song book, much to Arya's delight. He half-heartedly scanned through the pages as Arya started punching song codes on the machine. When the first song started, Gendry was close to bolting because it was an old Madonna number which Arya finds amusing to sing for him.

Like a virgin…hey!

Touched for the very first time

Like a virgin

When your heart beats

Next to mine…

Gendry placed a hand over his eyes and shook his head. "This is stupid, Arya."

"Don't be such a killjoy," she said, dancing in time with the music. "Loosen up a bit, babe. No one's here to watch you make a fool of yourself except me."

"But this song? Really? What if I start belting out Nice and Slow, how would that make you feel?"

"Do it!"

Gendry shook his head one more time. "Jesus Christ, Arya."

"Well shit."

"What?" Gendry asked looking to where Arya was staring at behind the glass window. "What?"

"Gen, look!" She grabbed his arm and brought him closer to the window, making him see what she was seeing.

Gendry frowned. "So? That guy's winning the air hockey game. So what?"

"Stupid! That's not what I meant! Look!"

Arya put her hand behind his neck and steered him towards where she wanted him to look. Gendry almost choked at what he's seeing.

"Is that Sansa?!"

"Yes! And apparently, my sister's out on a date with your friend."

"Huh. I do know Sandor had a thing for your sister but I didn't think he'd actually ask her out."

"Tell me, why are we hiding behind this standee of Sean Bean?" Gendry asked as he crouched beside Arya behind the cardboard standee.

"Um, because he looks a lot like my dad?" Arya said, but not really paying much attention to Gendry. "Quiet! I can't concentrate with you reminding me about how childish this is!"

They followed Sansa and Sandor from the arcade and straight to the cinema; watching them from afar as the other two were standing by the kiosk to buy popcorn.

"But this is childish, Arya."

"Shut it! I just want to see what Sandor will do to my sister!"

"You know what? We might as well buy tickets and get in the cinema if you want to spy over them," Gendry said with sarcasm.

Apparently, Arya thought it was a great idea and gave him a smack on the lips. Gendry stopped giving sarcastic suggestions after that.

"Whoa! Okay, this guy looks so much like Jon, what the hell?" Gendry said as he fished popcorn from the bucket on Arya's lap. He was staring at the movie screen, watching with mouth agape as this actor did his thing on screen. He looked so much like Jon it was creepy.

"What the fuck is he doing?" Arya said, her knuckles gripped the armrest so hard they were almost white.

"Uh, he's trying to convince this girl not to go to Silent Hill?" Gendry said, casting her a sidelong glance.

"No, stupid! What is Sandor doing now? Why is he sitting so close to my sister?"

"Quiet!"

Gendry and Arya shrank further down their seats when the guy behind them hissed out the request. They had to duck too because Sandor and Sansa, who were just two rows ahead, turned in their direction for a bit before turning back towards the screen.

"They're on a date, Arya! Inside a darkened cinema! What do you think they'd do in here aside from watch the movie?"

"Well as far as my dating activities in the cinema are concerned, we fool around a bit or get to a full-blown make out session when the movie's ridiculously boring!"

Arya saw Gendry raise his brows to prove his point, at least from what little light she could see him with.

"Exactly my point! Sansa and Sandor making out is giving me the creeps!"

"And you wonder why your brothers were slow to accepting our relationship."

Arya turned her face towards the screen and huffed in frustration. Gendry would have teased her some more, although he knew better than to laugh at her when she's annoyed. "Come on," he said, entwining their fingers together. "Let's just enjoy this all the same, alright?"

"Oh my god," Arya whispered, her nose wrinkled in repulsion. "These guys look so much like Jon and my Dad."

Gendry turned off the engine as he put the car into park. He and Arya drove out to their favorite spot overlooking the city; ignoring the fact that it was almost dark out when they took the hour-long drive. Arya had been silent during the ride; choosing to stare out the window rather than have a conversation with him. He didn't mind, though. He only gave her occasional sidelong glances as he steered the Impala along the winding uphill road.

He heard Arya exhale a deep breath, and Gendry wondered if she were really bothered about Sansa and Sandor going out on a date. Turning the radio on but keeping the volume down, he turned to Arya and grabbed the end of her hair and twirled it into his finger.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, as he let her long, silky hair fall from his finger, before doing it all over again.

She sighed. "Just…things."

His hands dropped from her hair to the hand on her lap. He covered it with his; watching how big his hand is and how much longer his fingers were compared with hers. But he liked that her hand definitely feels softer than his calloused ones.

"Does it really matter that my friend's seeing your sister?"

Arya kept her eyes on their hands and watched how his thumb lightly traced circles over her skin. She would have been hypnotized by the motion if she hadn't looked up to stare at him instead.

"No."

Gendry nodded. "Good. Because Sandor's a pretty nice guy, no matter how big and creepy the guy seems to be."

"I know he's nice. I just have to remind myself of that Ramsay incident…"

"Stop it, Arya."

"I just have to remind myself of that Ramsay incident," Arya went and ignored him. "…to know that he's not a bad person. It's just that he's kind of different from all the other guys my sister has dated."

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Good, I think," she said with a chuckle. "Because she only dated jocks and that's not always a good thing, right?"

Gendry laughed. "I'll let Sandor know what you think of his looks."

"You will not!" Arya said, playfully smacking Gendry's arm.

"Well, I just might, since you're so worried about them that I didn't actually get a proper make out session with you at the cinema."

Arya only snorted in response before opening the car door and stepped out. Gendry watched as she walked around to the hood of the car and sat on the now-cool surface. Gendry went out a while later, enjoying the night chill as he closed his eyes and tilted his head up before walking over to her. She slid to the right a little to give him space, before lying on her back to watch the night sky.

"Sansa's leaving in a couple more days. Do you think her dating Sandor is a good thing?"

"Ahh…the power of technology will be tested if they do decide to keep at it," Gendry said as he continued to lay beside her.

"That'll be hard," she said with a frown

"You think?" Gendry asked, as he turned his head to face hers.

Arya looked back and just held his stare. It was different, this stare he was giving her. Like he had about a million questions in his mind but his mouth refused to say them out loud. And at that moment, it finally clicked. Arya knew what he was asking…knew what he was begging from her with his eyes. How is she going to handle this? She's never felt so vulnerable in her life and it was scaring the hell out of her.

"I'm scared, Gen. I don't want to think about the time when I have to go back home and…"

"Come here," he murmured into her hair.

Arya got up and straddled his waist, before draping her body over his and resting her head over his chest. She felt one of his hands stroke her hair and the other run his fingertips up and down her back. They were silent for a while, as if talking would ruin the moment. He shifted his head and buried his nose in her soft, silky tresses.

"I'm scared too," he murmured into her hair before placing a kiss on her temple.

She looked up, watching the play of the city lights over his eyes. She could drown in those eyes; stare at them the whole time and still be amazed at how they keep pulling her in. She leaned close and placed a kiss on his jaw, and laughed softly when she heard him sigh.

"How are we going to do this when I'm back in Winterfell and you're…you're here?" she asked, her voice dropping to a whisper.

"I'll fly over there every weekend if I have to," Gendry said with a chuckle. "Or I could try to get in at one of the universities there and just…"

Arya couldn't breathe.

"…move."

Oh gods.

"Arya?" he asked warily as he watched her surprised and frightened face. "We don't have to talk about this now, alright? We'll just take it one day at a time."

"Will it be totally a Gendry level of cheesy if I ask you to kiss me?"

Gendry threw his head back ang laughed. "Yes. An epic level of cheesiness."

"Okay, bye," was all Arya said before disentangling herself from him. She was just teasing, but Gendry quickly sat up so she was still sitting astride.

"I was kidding!" Gendry said as he tried to keep her from getting up.

"I was kidding, too," Arya said with a laugh.

Gendry pulled back a bit and gave her a somewhat intense stare, she found it quite unnerving. He did it for a while until Arya had to ask," What are you doing?"

"I'm waiting."

"For what?"

"That kiss."

Arya laughed. "Well, I just realized that Gendry Baratheon will not last a day without thinking about sex or making out, even."

"You think you're all that."

"I think I am."

"True, true. Have you ever had sex in the back of a car?"