Nothing had happened beyond the sweet and innocent hand holding after their hike. It had been two weeks now and Jon was frustrated with himself. He should have made some sort of move by now. But then he would wonder if Sansa would even want him to. Maybe she was perfectly happy with their regrown friendship - and may not be in a hunt to pursue more than that with him.

But Jon wanted more with Sansa. Sometimes he would question why, after her basically ghosting him years ago. But he knew he had never stopped wanting to be with her. He had wanted it since they were teenagers. He got a small taste of it during that one unforgettable summer before she moved. And he wanted it all still.

He kept up with his near-daily coffee shop visits, her beautiful smile instantly making him feel a tingly warmth every time. He'd receive looks of pity from Robb and Arya each time Sansa's words or gentle touch gave Jon a smitten look on his face. They made their fears known to him enough, worrying that Sansa would get flighty eventually and leave Jon hurt and in the dust again. Nothing they said could sway Jon's heart.

"So, what are you doing for Halloween tomorrow?" Sansa asked as he picked up his coffee order at the counter.

"No big plans this year. I'm guessing you've got some big costume party to attend?" Jon asked, trying not to imagine Sansa in a scantily clad costume surrounded by horny twenty-somethings.

"Nope. I went all out every year during college, endless nights of parties and elaborate costumes. I'm taking it easy this year. Wanna join me in handing out candy at our house? I promised my mom I'd do it since they're going to a party at the Cassel's."

"Sounds good. I was going to do the same thing at my place but might as well have some company."

"Cool! We can pig out on candy and watch movies inbetween the trick-or-treaters! Come over around 7?"

"I'll be there," Jon answered, trying to hide his enamored smile.

The next evening, Jon arrived at the Stark house. When Sansa opened the door at his knock, her face lit up. "We basically look like Halloween!" she exclaimed, pointing to Jon's festive outfit of a black shirt and black jeans paired with Sansa's orange, fitted dress that bore a simple jack-o-lantern's face on her chest. "Arya, take our picture before you leave!" she called into the house as she took Jon's arm in hers and led him inside.

Arya, fully dressed as a knight, rolled her eyes as she took their picture.

"Pretty cool costume, Arya," Jon remarked.

"Thanks. Gendry's dressing up as a dragon. I'm gonna slay him. In more ways than one," Arya replied, her eyebrows wiggling suggestively.

"Alright, I don't need to hear that."

"Have a good night!" the younger Stark sister said in a teasing tone as she walked out the front door.

"Go ahead and get comfortable on the couch, Jon. I'm just gonna grab some refreshments and the candy bowl," Sansa said, disappearing into the kitchen. Jon did as he was told and picked a spot on the large couch. Sansa came back, hands full with sodas and a large bowl filled with all types of candy. "I have a bit of a sweet tooth tonight. Try to keep me from eating all of this before all the neighborhood kids stop coming by."

"I'll do my best," Jon laughed.

"Okay, you know I don't do suspenseful scary movies very well. Can I interest you in a viewing of the quintessential Halloween classic Hocus Pocus?" Sansa asked, settling into a spot on the couch next to Jon.

"Of course," Jon replied. He noted how she had chosen the spot right next to him when there were plenty of other spots on the huge couch. He had to keep reminding himself that it probably didn't mean a thing.

They started the movie, pausing every now and then to take turns handing out candy to adorably dressed children at the door. Sometimes Jon would notice Sansa had sat herself slightly closer to him when she would come back to the couch. While he convinced himself it meant nothing, he found himself inching closer to her each time he'd sit back down. By the time they finished Hocus Pocus and were starting The Addams Family, their sides were flush up against one another.

"I think it's safe to say that the trick-or-treaters have slowed down," Sansa mentioned while they were well into their second movie. Jon could see she was eyeing the candy bowl in front of them.

"I believe so," Jon laughed.

"There sure is a lot of candy leftover."

"I think it's safe for us to pig out on it now," Jon said and pulled the bowl towards them.

"Yay!" Sansa cheered and went digging into the assortment. "Oooh, these are the best," she said, pulling out a small bag of some sort of chocolate treat.

"I don't think I've ever had those," Jon commented, digging in the bowl himself.

"What? No way! Here," she said, holding up one of the chocolates in front of his mouth. For a split second, Jon was unsure if she meant for him to eat it straight from her hand. But without another thought, he went for it. He could have sworn he heard her slightly gasp and thought he saw a tempting smile play across her lips out of the corner of his eye as his tongue gave a quick swipe against her finger before she pulled it slowly from his mouth. He couldn't help but think that was rather encouraging. As long as it wasn't his mind just playing tricks on him.

They finished the rest of the movie like that - side by side and sometimes Sansa feeding him candy. She eventually pulled her feet up and curled her body towards him. The Addams Family Values was started. It wasn't long into their third movie that she began to doze off, her head resting against Jon's shoulder. A feeling of contentment flooded him.

However, that feeling was interrupted by Ned and Cat coming home. Jon nearly jumped out of his seat, like they had caught him in the act of making out with their daughter. The movement woke Sansa abruptly and Jon apologized. Trying to save their wonderful night together from any further awkwardness, Jon said his goodbyes and left, shaking his head at himself as he walked to his car.