Dany
He was still a prick, he was, okay, no he wasn't. Dany realised her mistake pretty quickly heading back to the car, only Jon had a huge smirk on his face and as she tried to open the door she realised why. It was locked. She gave him the puppy dog eyes, hugging herself because she was freezing and he caved opening the doors. She was actually nervous as he fished in his wallet for the key card to the room, snatching the key from his fingers she bit her lip almost sprinting to the elevator. The bet was won and yet she knew she wouldn't be letting him sleep in the car, they were adults, they could do this. Dany was rather proud of herself when she managed to get all the way to the elevator before she turned around, unable to stop herself from laughing at the big brown puppy dog eyes and the pout on his face. The elevator doors opened and she climbed in suppressing a smile as she beckoned him with her finger, she could see him roll his eyes before he made to move. She turned away as the doors started to close debating if she was being a little too mean only his hand catching the sensor stopped the train of thought.
"That was mean,"
"You should be grateful"
"Oh, I am…" Daenerys leaned back against the mirrored wall; she couldn't believe she was actually going to a hotel room with Jon. Nothing was happening they were simply old friends sharing a bed. "I knew you were a softie," she swatted his hand away, stopping herself from falling into the lull of him.
"You're still sleeping on the floor," he looked amused
"Is this the same as me sleeping in the car?"
"No, we can share the bed like adults," she took a deep breath before meeting his gaze, "If you try anything I won't hesitate to stab you," his face contorted before he caught himself sticking his hands up in surrender,
"I wouldn't dream of it,"
"Good," the ding of the elevator signalled it was time to exit and following the signs she found their room 216 on the far right-hand side of the corridor. Clambering through the door the room offered little in terms of warmth and she felt cold again as she had a look around. There was a feature wall painted gold with the outlines of a rose on it, against the wall was a small double bed with a bedside table at each side. In the bottom corner was a small chair. There were bars against the windows; possibly, to stop people from jumping but the windows themselves didn't offer much of a view. A door the front wall signalled a bathroom but she was disappointed there was no shower.
"You couldn't pick a room with a shower?" Nothing in that moment sounded better than a scorching hot shower.
"I'm sorry your majesty if the room is not up to your lofty standards,"
"I'm really cold,"
"Do you ever stop complaining?"
"It's too cold to stop complaining," he still had a smile on his face even as he shook his head,
"Why not get ready for bed and wrap yourself in the duvet?"
"Fine," heading into the bathroom Dany brushed her teeth before getting ready for bed, her pyjamas' of choice was a fluffy grey onesie with Red dragons that would hopefully warm her up but she wasn't hopeful. Exiting the bathroom Jon it seemed had already picked the right-hand side of the bed though looking at the grimace on his face it wasn't anything pleasant. Climbing into bed it felt like a damn bouncy castle with every tiny movement sending a ripple along the surface. As Jon climbed up the bed shifted again as she rolled back and forth to get comfy, it was no use. Even as Jon returned from the bathroom wearing a T-shirt and shorts she still hadn't been able to get comfy. She was getting sick of cold the duvet offered nothing and this damn mattress was awful, it did nothing but frustrate her to the point where she was simply glaring at the ceiling as Jon climbed back into bed sending yet another ripple her way. It was better to focus on the cold than other things…
Sighing Dany reached out with her arm to check if he was warm, it was a hunch that panned out as she didn't even have to touch him to feel the warmth radiating off him. Rolling over, she shifted as close as she could without touching him feeling the warmth radiate off him as if he was the damn sun. Refusing to care she gently lifted her very cold hand and pressed it against his arm stroking his skin in hopes of absorbing his heat. Jon rolled over suddenly, so fast she didn't have the time to retract her hand, fingers tracing muscle and…
"No touching," she was staring at his chest looking for the foreign line her fingers touched, looking for it on his T-shirt before she shook her head and met his gaze,
"You'll do well to remember that," she replied on instincts wondering if she could get through the night, as she felt her walls lowering. This was stupid… she should have just got in Margery's car and ruined their fun.
"What about you,"
"Never did I say I couldn't touch you,"
"Why would you want to touch me?" Oh,
"Well, as you may know, I'm cold and you happen to be warm. You are my only source of warmth unfortunately so I'll just have to make do," she smiled, clearing her mind of everything else and focused on that, "Don't worry I still think you're a prick,"
"Oh, aren't you a little charmer,"
"Can I trust you to spoon without being a pervert?"
"Serial killer and now a pervert, what's next?"
"I don't know, you tell me"
"Well, in that case, I'd prefer to spoon a puffer fish," she chuckled softly pushing at his chest, his muscle firm under her fingers,
"For the record Jon, I'd prefer to cuddle a cactus,"
"Cuddling now, thought we were talking about spooning,"
"You don't half make things difficult, I'm sure I'll be able to cope" Dany rolled over in a huff knowing damn well she was getting what she wanted. It always happened… always, peering over her shoulder she met his amused gaze.
"Wait did you think id chase you?" he said it with humour but it bit at her all the same,
"No, some things never change…" His eyes widened though she turned away before he could say anything, cursing herself for saying anything as he rolled over. It was in the past, even so, her eyes burned and she closed them trying to settle and go to sleep so she could put this nightmare behind her. As she relaxed she realized how uncomfortable she was, bobbing not unlike a buoy on the ocean. Rolling back over, moving forwards, backwards all in the attempt to get comfy.
He sighed loudly, turning his head to look at the ceiling but not facing her, "Do you ever keep still?"
"This has to be the worst mattress ever made," it was, she was sure of it some sort of mix between a water mattress and a feather one with blotches of memory foam thrown in for shits and giggles.
"It's not helped with you rolling backwards and forwards every 3 seconds,"
"Well I'm sorry I can't get fucking warm or comfortable," she was unsure who sighed the loudest as he rolled over again,
"Permission to touch you?"
"Are you trying to get in my pants again?"
"You're not wearing pants," How did he know that? His arm encircled her pulling her back into his warmth, and she relished in it.
"How did you know I'm not…"You're wearing a onesie dummy, she could feel her face flush, "Want to get under my Onesie then?" she smiled at his scoff,
"You sure do like teasing me,"
"I know how uncomfortable it makes you,"
"And you're the one blushing like a strawberry,"
"I'm not blushing,"
"Turn around then," she rolled willingly in his arms knowing she was way too close, his eyes were way to close, his lips…
"Aww look at your rosy cheeks," he poked her cheek with his finger
"Shut up,"
"Make me," his tongue darted out to lick his lips and she caught his gaze,
"If this is one of those moments you assumed id kiss you to shut up, you were wrong" he scrunched up his face as if it was the worst thing he could think of,
"Oh you hate me enough to continuously extend your time with me, and well I'd prefer to kiss a dog," it's called surviving smart arse… The toss-up between the warm bed her mind had conjured up and the car, it was a no brainer… as for the dog comment…
"You're still a cunt," she rolled away from him, moving back against him and ending up on his pillow, which was conveniently better than hers.
"Just a cunt you enjoy cuddling up to,"
"I'm not even bothering to reply to that,"
"That is a reply…"
"I swear to god just go to sleep," he was so annoying, still annoying. He was still a pain in the ass too and yet she fucking missed this, him. He was different sure but the same and no matter how much she thought it would be awkward seeing him again it wasn't, not really… Dany could feel her anger slowly fade and she clenched her jaw tightly grappling with it to stay, he was still a cunt…
…Wasn't he?