"You could have asked me during bloody gym class when we were 17, and I would still have said yes. You idiot."
"This place is great", Robb exclaimed as they entered the apartment, Jon closing the door after them. They finally had time to take an actual look at the place after dragging all the boxes inside. Fair enough, Margaery, Loras and Renly had come over to help them, but they'd ran away as quickly as humanly possible when Jon and Robb had started talking about actually unpacking.
"I know. Thank your dad", Jon whispered, wrapping his arms around Robb from behind and Поцелуи his neck. "It's all his doing."
"He's our dad", Robb said, moving around so that he was facing Jon. It was true. Ned had paid for the rent for the first few months, to get them started, he'd said.
"Yes. Our dad", Jon nodded, moving closer to press his lips to Robb's. Robb returned the Kiss eagerly, wrapping his hands in Jon's curls. "Did we... did we set the постель, кровати yet?"
"No", Jon сказал(-а) between kisses, rather breathless. He moved over to plant kisses on Robb's neck before moving back up again. "Do we need a bed?"
"No, we don't", Robb replied, allowing Jon to lay him on the floor, smirking a little as he felt his brother's hardness against his stomach. "That didn't take long."
"Shut your mouth", Jon groaned, moving away to pull his рубашка over his head, giving Robb only a секунда или two to dispose of his own one.
"Jon", Robb moaned as he felt Jon Kiss his way down his chest, stopping to lick at a nipple before getting all the way to where Robb needed him the most.
"You can be as loud as Ты want. We have nothing еще to hide", Jon сказал(-а) gently as he pulled Robb's pants off of him, his underwear following close behind. Then went his shoes and socks, and before he knew it, Robb was lying naked on the floor of their new apartment, with a naked Jon on вверх of him.
"I want you", Robb whispered in Jon's ear.
"I know", Jon whispered back, moving to claim Robb's lips in another hungry Kiss before gasping for breath as their erections bumped against each other.
To Jon's surprise, as he was crawling away to find some sort of lube for them to use, Robb pushed him down on the floor, crawling on his chest, Поцелуи his neck while whispering: "I'm faster than you, Jon."
Jon chuckled as he watched Robb open the bottle of lube, but to his surprise Robb didn't hand the bottle to him, или thrust his fingers inside of Jon. Instead he lifted himself up to his knees and slipped a finger coated in lube inside himself, opening himself up.
Jon moaned at the mere sight. "Robb...", he wanted desperately to touch his brother, to help him, to make him feel all those emotions he seemed to be feeling from the look on his face.
It didn't take long for Robb to pull out his fingers andf lower himself onto Jon's cock. They both hissed at the sudden contact, but soon those hisses turned into moans of pleasure.
"I Любовь you", Robb сказал(-а) breathlessly as he begun to ride Jon, slow and steady, making Jon feel all the things he felt each time he and Robb did this. But somehow, this time it was even better. Because they were free to do this. It wasn't wrong. It wasn't a secret. There was nothing to be ashamed of.
"I Любовь you, too", Jon сказал(-а) before moving over to заворачивать, обертывание his arms around Robb's waist, pushing him all the way down on Jon's cock, making Robb gasp in pleasure.
"Harder", Robb muttered after a few секунды of silence, and Jon did as bid. Robb ended up riding Jon so hard that he came without Jon even having to touch him, his come flying all over them, mainly on Jon's face. But he didn't mind one bit, for he was on the edge himself, coming inside his brother, moaning loudly.
"Wow", Robb broke the silence after a while, finally lifting himself up from Jon's cock. "We made a mess. We need to actually clean that up."
"I know", Jon smirked, moving his fingers to clean the mess on his face, then tasting. It tasted like it always did. Slightly salty, and maybe not the best taste in the world, but it was Robb, and Jon loved it. He loved everything about him.
Robb smiled down at Jon as he got back on his feet. "You're pretty."
"You're prettier", Jon announced as he climbed up with him. "We should take a shower."
"You know, we really should."
The first week was spent doing nothing but Поцелуи and having sex in basically every possible position in every possible location. It had gotten to the point where Robb figured they could never invite family over to stand around in the places where they'd just had sex.
"I think we need to go outside", Robb groaned, burying his face in the pillow. "College starts Далее week."
"Do Ты really want to go out, Stark? Do you?" Jon asked, running a hand down Robb's back, sneaking to the waistband of his boxers.
"Jon", Robb warned. "We're supposed to go Главная for ужин tonight."
"Fuck dinner."
"I'd rather fuck you",Robb mumbled, turning around to look at Jon with a smile on his face. "But unfortunately we do need to go. I can't live on store-bought Еда forever."
"I can cook, Ты know", Jon smirked. "Don't Ты remember when I used to always cook whenever our parents were out?"
Robb's eyes went wide. "And Ты haven't cooked why?"
"No time to waste", Jon сказал(-а) gently, looking down at his boyfriend.
"But that's just it. We do have time to waste", Robb said, tugging Jon closer, planting kisses down his neck. "We've got however long we want."
And they ended up having sex again. Twice, actually. Eventually, however, they got in the car and drove all the way to the Stark house to have a nice, family dinner. And it was nice, actually. And what was even nicer was coming Главная afterwards, to the apartment both the boys lived in, and to cuddle up in bed, not as two adoptive brothers hiding from their parents, but as two boyfriends, who loved each other very much.
In college Jon and Robb met some new people. Some were relatively nice, like Daenerys Targaryen and her friend, Missandei. Others were a bit stranger, like Ramsay Snow and his disturbingly violent girlfriend Myranda. Theon, however, seemed to take a liking to Ramsay, which Jon was only grateful for. It meant that he didn't stalk Robb so damn much.
But it didn't take long for Jon and Robb to find their secret relationship too difficult to tolerate without any kind of protests. As it turned out, Daenerys had a little crush on Jon, which Robb resented highly. And when Robb met Talisa, a pretty exchange student from somewhere none of them could remember, Jon realized that Robb was trying to make him jealous. He supposed it made since. He had been hanging out with Daenerys for some amount, but it had been only as friends, and with someone along with them at all times. But with Robb, it was clear that Talisa thought she had an actual shot with him, for she never stopped flirting with him. Jon tolerated this to the point of breaking, until one day, as they got Главная from school, Jon slammed the front door shut after them, making Robb turn to look at him in shock.
"What?" he asked in confusion.
"What?" Jon mocked. He walked over to Robb angrily. "Why are Ты flirting with that girl? Why? I told Ты already, I am not interested in Dany! I don't even like girls!"
Robb glared at Jon for a while before trying to pull away, but Jon pulled him back. "This happened before, too. With Theon. And before him, with Jeyne fucking Westerling."
"As I recall, Ты were with Ygritte, too", Robb snapped. "And how do Ты think I feel when I see Dany basically laughing at your every joke, touching your arm, and-"
"Stop it", Jon pushed Robb a little, making his back meet the back of the couch. "I've never дана Ты any reason not to trust me."
"And have I дана Ты any, then?" Robb snapped back. "I am not interested in Talisa, she's just my friend. Okay, fine, I knew she'd make Ты jealous, but... And Theon. Theon does not have feelings for me, you're an idiot."
"You're an asshole", Jon snapped. "You're an asshole and I hate you."
Robb stared at Jon for a moment before smirking. "Hate me?"
"Yes, I hate you", Jon said, but he knew he'd already Остаться в живых the fight. He felt Robb's arms заворачивать, обертывание around his waist and pull him closer.
"Well, I Любовь you. If Ты want me to stay away from, Talisa. I'll stay away from her. Just don't let Dany touch Ты anymore", Robb muttered, burying his face in Jon's neck, wrapping his arms around him. "You're mine."
"Yes", Jon said, rather breathlessly, wrapping his own hands in Robb's hair, pulling him in for a kiss. "And you're mine."
"Deal", Robb agreed, and somehow they ended up having sex on the couch.
After this things went as they'd always gone. Sure, they fought, like any couple would, but Jon and Robb loved each other, and they knew that no matter what happened, they would always Любовь each other.
Then came the unfortunate event of Sansa dating Joffrey Lannister. It didn't annoy anyone еще than their father, for the Lannisters were their number one rivals.
"Joffrey is an idiot", Arya had voiced her thoughts right away. "And if Ты like him, you're an idiot, too."
"He is not an idiot! He's a great guy, and so handsome", Sansa snapped. Jon and Robb were beginning to regret coming over for family dinner.
"I don't know how I feel about Ты dating him", Catelyn said. "I've heard some pretty bad things about him."
"So it's okay for my two brothers to fuck each other like there's nothing wrong with that, but I can't дата the boy I really like?"
Jon and Robb went white at this.
"What does that mean?" Rickon broke the silence.
"Nothing, Rickon", Bran shushed.
"Sansa, I don't know when you're going to understand this, if Ты ever are", Robb сказал(-а) through gritted teeth, making his sister turn and look at him. "But Jon and I are not really brothers, and we're in love. It's okay that we're together. If Ты want to be with Joffrey, then by all means, it's none of our business", he said. "But stay out of our life if Ты can't be happy for us."
An awkward silence fell in the room that Ned eventually broke. "Yes, Sansa, uh... if Ты want to дата Joffrey, that's your business, but just be careful."
Sansa scoffed and got back to her food.
Of course Sansa didn't end up falling in Любовь with Joffrey. He turned out to be a pretty mean guy, and he didn't treat Sansa right. Eventually Jon and Robb even had to beat him up a little bit for hurting Sansa.
The thought occurred to Jon on a very normal tuesday night. Jon and Robb were watching TV in their flat, and Robb was falling asleep, his head leaning against Jon's shoulder.
"Babe", Jon whispered in his ear. "Don't Ты go falling asleep, we have that paper to finish for class."
"Hmm, yeah, just ten minutes", Robb curled up against Jon, wrapping his arm around his waist. "Just ten minutes."
Jon smiled and kissed the вверх of his head. As he watched his boyfriend/brother sleep, he realized that he wanted their life to be like this always. He wanted to be with Robb, and he knew he would always feel this way, no matter what happened. Maybe it was naive of him to think so, but falling in Любовь with Robb was the best thing that had ever happened to him, and that's when he realized that he should ask him to marry him.
And the person, strangely enough, who he went to about this, was Catelyn.
"I... I think I'm going to ask Robb to marry me", they were alone in the house, and Catelyn was just making them sandwiches for lunch. She turned to look at Jon with a smile on her face.
"I know."
"How do Ты know?" Jon asked in confusion.
"In truth I figured you'd ask our permission last год already", Catelyn сказал(-а) as she handed him a sandwich. "Not that Ты need one, but-"
"I'd like one. Do I have the permission to marry your son?" Jon asked carefully.
Catelyn smiled. "Yes, Jon, Ты do."
And from that moment on Jon started gathering up courage to ask Robb to marry him.
"What is the big deal? It's not like it's forever!" Jon shouted. He and Robb were having the worst fight of their life. Jon had just been offered an internship at their uncle Benjen's firm, and it would mean the whole summer away from Robb.
"It's fucking Iceland, Ты dick!" Robb shouted back. He had never been this mad in his life. He knew he had no right, not really. Jon needed this job, but he was Актёрское искусство like it was nothing, like this distance would do nothing to their relationship. "What the hell are Ты going to do in Iceland? And Ты won't even let me come with you!"
"Father has already gotten Ты a job for the summer. Here", Jon sighed. He was exhausted.
"He got Ты one, too."
"I need to try to make it on my own, Robb", Jon сказал(-а) sharply, making Robb glare at him in anger.
"Which is something I'm incapable of doing?"
"No, that's not what I meant-"
"Just go. Go. Leave", Robb сказал(-а) harshly, moving away from him. "Have fun in Iceland", he marched into their bedroom and slammed the door closed.
Later that night Jon tried to come in and apologize to Robb, but as soon as the door opened, Robb marched out of the room, mumbling something about sleeping on the couch.
The Далее morning it was time for Jon to go. Robb, despite Jon's worst fears, woke up to drive him to the airport. They drove the whole way in silence.
Jon had the engagement ring in his pocket. He was going to ask Robb to marry him today, before he left, but then he realized that Robb might not say yes at all thanks to their fight. And suddenly he didn't want to risk it anymore."
"Have fun, then", Robb muttered as he parked the car. He refused to meet Jon's gaze, and as Jon tried to touch him, he pulled away.
"Robb", Jon sighed, but when Robb сказал(-а) nothing, he nodded. "Fine. I'm going to go, then."
"No, wait, wait", Robb groaned in frustration, making Jon turn and look at him. "I'm an idiot. But so are you. Don't leave me."
Jon stared at Robb, and his сердце broke. "I'll be back. It's only a few months."
"You don't know that. And what if... what if Ты won't want me anymore when Ты come back?" Robb mumbled under his breath.
Jon let out a laugh until it turned into a fit of laughter that made Robb blush.
"What's so fucking funny?"
"You thinking I wouldn't want you", Jon сказал(-а) once he'd finally calmed down. "I've always wanted you. And that's never going to change. Two months don't mean anything. I Любовь you."
Robb sighed. "Jon.."
Jon leaned forwards and pulled his brother in for a kiss. "I Любовь you", he whispered between kisses. "I Любовь you."
"I Любовь you, too", Robb сказал(-а) once they broke apart. "I do. I'm sorry I was such a jerk."
"I was one, too. I should have told Ты earlier", Jon сказал(-а) gently. "I'm going to go now."
"Call me when Ты get there?"
"Of course", Jon kissed him once еще before getting out of the car. These were going to be the two longest months of his life.
Gladly they did have phones. Once uncle Benjen almost caught Jon as he was halfway through a phone sex conversation with Robb, but thankfully he'd had the common sense to lock the bathroom door.
They also had skype, which they used to their advantage, but for most part they were both busy.
"Is it cold up there?" Robb asked through a yawn. It was already late and they'd been on the phone for an hour.
"Yes, compared to how it's probably like there", Jon smiled a little. "Are Ты tired?"
"Hmm, yeah. So... one еще week, eh?"
Jon bit his lip to not ruin the surprise. He was coming Главная a week earlier, and he couldn't wait to see the look on Robb's face.
"Just seven days, baby", Jon smiled.
"Don't call me baby", Robb whined.
"What's better, then? Babe, sweetheart, darling-"
"I do have a name, Jon", Robb smirked. "Already forgotten?"
"Of course not, Mark."
"Ha, funny", Jon could hear from his brother's voice that he really was tired.
"You wanna hang up?"
"I don't want to, but if I don't, you'll likely end up hearing snoring from this end", Robb said. "I'll talk to Ты tomorrow?"
"Yes. I Любовь you."
"I Любовь you, too", as Robb hung up, Jon smirked and got back to packing. His flight was in a few hours and if luck would have it, he'd be Главная with Robb in the morning.
As Jon got to their apartment, it was still quite early. He knew Robb would be asleep. It actually was bloody hot in Лондон compared to Iceland. As Jon walked through the rooms he noticed a few empty boxes of pizza. Of course. That boy didn't know how to cook, did he?
He stopped in the doorway of the bedroom, watching as Robb slept. He knew this would be the perfect moment to ask him. He fumbled at his куртка pocket and found the ring. His сердце was beating in his chest, and he found himself walking towards the bed, but as he walked closer, he stumbled on something and ended up falling face-first on the bed.
"Oh my God!" Robb shouted, waking up to the weight of the body falling on him. "Jon?"
"Hi", Jon groaned, blushing deeply. "Hey, I'm sorry, I tripped. I tried to surprise you."
He looked down at his feet and saw their two family dogs, Ghost and Grey Wind. He'd stumbled on them, but the buggers were still asleep nevertheless. "You brought them here?"
"I was lonely", Robb smiled a little. "They kept me company. How are Ты here already?"
"I asked uncle Benjen if I could leave earlier. To come back to you", Jon crawled on the bed, locking his lips against Robb's, running a hand through his messy curls.
"I missed Ты so much", Robb moaned into his mouth, and Jon nodded.
"I missed you, too."
Surely he could gather up the courage to propose another day.
"Tyrion Lannister?" Robb asked in disbelief. He and Sansa were sitting on a park bench, in the very same park where Jon and Robb used to go. "That's who you're dating?"
"We're not dating", Sansa сказал(-а) impatiently. "We've just hung out a few times. He's so smart and so funny, he gave me a few books-"
"He's older", Robb interrupted. "He's too old."
"I told you, nothing's happened. But ever since he... helped me get over Joffrey, I just... He's good for me, Robb. He makes me smile. The way Jon always makes Ты smile."
Robb smiled at this. Was Sansa finally accepting their relationship? "Little sis...", he wrapped an arm around her. "I'm glad you're happy. But, to be honest, I'm surprised."
"Why?" Sansa asked sharply.
"Because, well, of.. his looks", Robb shrugged. "I never figured Ты to be one to appreciate inner beauty." It was a joke, though.
Sansa smirked. "Are Ты calling me shallow?"
"Not at all", Robb lied. "Well, alright, maybe a little. But.. come on, Ты have to admit it. Last год Ты were in Любовь with Loras just because Ты think he has great hair."
"I know. People change, they grow up", Sansa said. "Tyrion is amazing, Robb. Just be happy for me."
"I am happy for you. Just promise you'll take it slow. I don't want Ты to get hurt, and I wouldn't want Tyrion to have to go to jail", after all, Sansa was underage.
"I know", Sansa nodded. "So, what about Ты and Jon?"
That was a good question. Jon had been Актёрское искусство very strangely for months now. Ever since his trip to Iceland, actually, which was almost a год ago. He was jumpy and suspicious, he kept avoiding certain subjects and spent a lot еще time out of the house than in.
"I think he's cheating on me."
"What?" Sansa gasped. "No, he would never. Robb, never."
Sansa knew the truth. Jon had been spending a lot of time with the rest of the Stark family, doing one simple thing. Getting everything ready for the perfect proposal. And Sansa had already gotten excited about planning the wedding. Everyone was so sure that Robb would say yes. Why would he say no?
"Then can Ты explain why he's been Актёрское искусство like he wants nothing to do with me?" Robb sighed. "Look, Sansa, I don't want to talk about this. Sometimes things just don't work out."
"You can't just give up! Talk to him. Ask him!" Sansa tried to play time.
"I don't want to hear what his answer is", Robb said. "I have to go. You'll call me later this week?"
Sansa nodded and watched in uncertainty as Robb walked off. Jon was screwed.
Sansa tried calling Jon, but he was at the apartment, busy making Robb dinner. Tonight would be the night. He'd discussed this with Ned and Catelyn and everyone else. They'd shifted from all sorts of perfect proposal ideas, and eventually Jon had just decided to make Robb his Избранное Еда and then, while having dessert, get down on one knee and propose.
He heard the key turn in the lock, and basically ran to the hallway. "Robb", he smirked.
Robb eyed him suspiciously as he closed the door. "Why are Ты home? I thought you'd be away again."
"No, I... I made Ты dinner", Jon said, and watched as Robb walked towards the dining area.
"Why?" Robb asked, turning back to look at his boyfriend. "What did Ты do?"
The Вопрос surprised him. "What do Ты mean?"
"Why are Ты suddenly being a good boyfriend?" Robb was tired of the secrets. He wanted the truth for once. "Why are Ты not out doing god knows what? And don't tell me Ты have been up at the school, because I talked to Ygritte, and Ты have been neglecting that project for class for weeks now. So obviously you're busy doing something else. What?"
Jon stared at Robb. "Robb, I..."
"Don't say it", Robb suddenly rushed to say. "Don't, don't, don't. I don't want to hear about what you've done, what... what Ты want, and how-", he cut himself off. "Since when have we kept secrets from each other?"
Jon sighed. "Alright. I do have something to tell you", he knew the proposal could no longer wait until ужин was ready. "I've been thinking about this for months. For years, almost."
Robb looked at him, and waited. But he felt like he already knew. "You're breaking up with me. Ты think this was a mistake."
"NO!" Jon groaned. "No, Ты idiot. I'm trying to propose to you!"
Robb's mouth fell open, and he just stared. "What?"
"Marry me, Robb", Jon walked over to Robb with a smile on his face. "I Любовь you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I always have. Your parents gave me their blessing. That's what I've been doing for the past months, talking to them about this, about you, about all of it. I wanted this to be perfect, but, well..", he let out a laugh. "It didn't exactly turn out to be so."
Robb smiled a little. "You think Ты need a perfect moment to ask me to marry you?"
Jon opened his mouth to say something, but Robb cut him off:
"You could have asked me during bloody gym class when we were 17, and I would still have сказал(-а) yes. Ты idiot."
Despite his harsh words, Jon saw the smirk on his lover's face, and before he could say anything, Robb continued:
"Yes, I'll marry you, Jon. Yes."
Jon didn't need anything else. He moved over to Robb and placed his hands on his cheeks, Поцелуи him deeply. He felt Robb's arms заворачивать, обертывание around his waist, pulling him closer.
"Wait, wait", Jon сказал(-а) between kisses, unable to hide the smile on his face. "I have a ring."
"A ring?" Robb laughed. "Jon..", he tried to Kiss him again, but Jon pulled back, Показ the silver ring he'd been keeping in his pocket. "A ring."
Robb smiled at Jon with such Любовь and adoration in his eyes, and he said: "Are Ты gonna put it on me like a proper boyfriend?"
"Yes", Jon said, rather breathlessly, and as he slipped the ring on Robb's finger, he pulled him closer again, Поцелуи him. "I Любовь you."
"I Любовь you, too", Robb said, all of his doubts fading away. He didn't know how he could ever even consider the idea of Jon cheating on him. What they had was much stronger than that, and Robb knew that would always be the case.
