Tormund and Brienne are currently at the boarding gate 15 of the Winterfell Airport, scrolling through their smartphones while they wait for their flight to Sapphire Isle to visit her father, Selwyn, her head on his shoulder and his over hers.

"What is it with people with those animal ears?" he suddenly asks, confused, after seeing some selfies of his friends and acquaintances on his feed.

"What?" she raises her head to see what he is talking about, and he shows her his phone. "Oh, that? Those are selfie filters that people put on their photos.

"Filters?" He cannot help but feel has clearly missed something.

"Yup. It's from a new app. Here, I'll show you." Brienne opens the app on her phone, takes a photo of herself and shows Tormund a string of animal ears filters. "You only have to take selfie and the app gives you a bunch of options. Like this dog one. Then you confirm, and your selfie is ready to be shared to any social media."

"That's cool!" He smiles at her phone, and then at his girlfriend. "And you look terribly cute with those dog ears."

She giggles. "You're too sweet, love." She presses her lips to his, and just when he is beginning to dive into the kiss, they are interrupted by the boarding call, causing them to reluctantly end their loving moment to get up and get in line. It gives Tormund enough time to download the app to his phone, and then take a selfie on their way to the airplane.

Once the couple take their seats, the ginger man is experimenting with the several options the new filter app offers.

"Wow, you really liked this thing," Brienne comments amusedly.

Tormund does not take his eyes off the screen. "I did. It's so fun! Now I know why people enjoy it so much. Oh, look, I have bear ears!" He says, showing her his phone excitedly, like a five-year-old boy.

"You do," she laughs. "You look very handsome with those ears. They fit you"

"Thanks. Now, come over here." They join their heads together, their arms touching, and he presses a button to shoot his camera and take a picture of their smiling faces. Next, Tormund adds bear ears on to both their heads and shares the final product onto his photo sharing profile, with the following caption:

"On our way to meet brienne_of_tarth's papa. I hope he likes me (and my bear ears). Wish me luck!"

When he is finished, he turns off his phone, puts it in the inside pocket of his suit and fastens his seat belt, letting out a breath he had no idea he was holding.

"You nervous?" Brienne inquires, still with her phone in her hands.

"Nope. Not the first time I fly, so I'm sure the flight will be fine."

"I mean about meeting my father."

"Oh." Tormund reflects for a few seconds. Sure, he and Selwyn have chatted a couple of time through the phone, but that has been all. They are finally going to meet. This is a big move, both for her and for him, and not something he would ever want to screw up. "Now that you asked… Can't say I'm not."

The blond woman puts her phone inside her purse, holds his hand between hers, and looks at him sympathetically. "I know. I'll be honest, I'm nervous too. I've never brought a man to father's before. But something tells me everything's gonna be fine."

"You sure?"

"Yeah! I think we both should relax. It's not like you haven't talked."

Tormund beams at Brienne, placing his hand over hers. "I'll try."

She beams back at him and squeezes his hand, and when the speech begins, she lets go of them to put her purse on the floor below the seat in front of her and adjust her seat belt. When Brienne is done, she takes his hand again, intertwining their fingers.

Hours later, when the plane arrives at the Sapphire Islands, Tormund will turn his phone on only to find notifications on his selfie; among funny replies and good luck wishes, he will find and favorite one which will fill is heart.

brienne_of_tarth in reply to thegiantsbane: Don't worry, he's going to love you. Like I do. Ears and all. ?￢ﾝﾤ