Game of Thrones Imagines

Ties that bind - Part 4 - Jaime x Reader

An update for badbadie_. Hope you all enjoy 🦁🤚

Jayrion ran into the encampment, squealing happily as he saw a familiar mess of red hair.

"Tormund!" The little boy exclaimed, as he ran into the big man's arms.

"What are ya doing ere little Snow?" Tormund asked, as he saw (Y/n) and Tyrion make their way over to where he and Jayrion stood.

"Mother, me and Uncle Tyrion are coming to stay with you. Mother is angry at Uncle Jon, and there is a strange man with him." The little boy informed him. The Wildlings brows furrowing in confusion at the little boy's comment.

"We'll explain later." Tyrion reassured, as Tormund picked Jayrion up into the air and carried the giggling child further into the camp.

"At least Jayrion is happy about all this." Tyrion said with a chuckle, as he gripped (Y/n)'s hand a little tighter as they followed after the big red head.

"Yes. I swear that that boy is more Free Folk than the Free Folk. I am sure that if he could, he would already have a beard bigger than Tormund's." (Y/n) replied, chuckling herself. A sound that instantly gladdened Tyrion's heart.

Tyrion hated (Y/n) being unhappy. He and Jon had tried for so long to bring a smile back to (Y/n)'s beautiful face. To put back the joy in her heart. Yet all that hard work had seemed to vanish as soon as his brother had shown his face. Tyrion had to admit that he was overjoyed to see Jaime alive and well. It was nice to know that he wasn't alone in the world. That other than Jayrion, he wasn't the only Lannister to survive. But to see the instant regression of (Y/n)'s attitude, had angered the little lion more than he thought possible.

"We have somewhere that all of ya can stay fa as long as ya like." Tormund said, as he placed Jayrion on the floor, and he ran off to find the other children.

"We have one tent fa (Y/n) and Jayrion, and Tyrion ya can stay with me." Tormund continued. Tyrion looking between (Y/n) and the Wildling.

"I........I was hoping that (Y/n) and I could stay together." Tyrion replied almost hesitantly. The little lion staring up into (Y/n)'s eyes.

"Tormund. Could Tyrion and I just have a moment alone. Please." (Y/n) asked the Wildling. Tormund nodding before turning to leave. The big man getting the idea that Tyrion would indeed be spending the time with him.

"Tyrion. Please sit." (Y/n) began as she patted the place next to her on the simple bench next to the mass of tents.

"You know how much I care for you, but this isn't the right time. Not with.......well its just not the right time. When he's gone. When everything is back too normal. Then.......then I promise. But until then, I need to make sure that Jayrion is with me. I don't want Jaime Lannister anywhere near him. Jayrion is my son, not his. He's a Snow, not a Lannister. I would rather he has a bastard name than be known as the child of the Kingslayer. Though maybe, soon, I will be proud to call him the son of Tyrion Lannister." (Y/n) continued, as she held Tyrion's hands tightly.

Even though Tyrion wanted to be with (Y/n) in every way. Even though he hated the idea of having to wait even longer to have the woman he wanted so much. This had been the first time that (Y/n) had ever indicated that she wanted to marry him. That she wanted the three of them to be a real family. And even though he would rather that he was able to stay with (Y/n), at least staying with Tormund meant that he could remain close enough so that he could watch over both her and her son.

"Of course, (Y/n). I understand. As long as you and Jayrion are happy, then I'm happy." Tyrion reluctantly reassured, as the two rose and made their way to find Tormund.