Summer child~Brandon Stark x Reader

Chapter 12- She Comes

When Arya left us to go get some cleaning supplies, I noticed Bran's expression. Ever since we were kids I remember he would have this certain look on his face when you knew he was crushed by something. I asked him about it and he ignored me. I punched his arm. "Bran come on please. Im your best friend. You can tell me you always do.." He looked over to me and squinted his eyes for a moment before deciding he could respond. "It's not fair." "What's not?" "Robb. Jon. Rickon even soon. They all get to go hunting with father. I don't. I can't. I'll never be able to hunt. I'll never be able to accompany father for anything. Just when he started to include me in everything I had to fall." "Bran. Do not blame yourself. You were pushed." "And because of that I'll never get to live. One life, gone. Bran the Broken." I felt a pang in my chest. How did he know they call him that..did someone say it to him perhaps.. It's an awful name. I wasn't sure what to say he broke my heart. "You can hunt." "And how do you expect me to do that?" "Well I've seen people use those new arrow devices. What're they called? Anyways they don't require you to stand. If you can learn archery on a horse, you can learn that as well. Can you not?" "Well yes I suppose but I'll have no stealth on a horse." "Well look at the other advantages. You can do that with your father. He can help you and your horse to be stealthy so no animal will detect you right away. And if you just want to hunt something without your father, warg into Summer." The hurt on his face was killing me. You could see the child in him. The piece that was robbed of him when Jaime pushed him. It was still there. He still had the heart of a ten year old. He still wanted to climb and tag along with his father. this isn't the first time he's been crushed by something like this. It's always hurt me as it hurts him. I remember how he reacted when he could walk to things like hunting. He was always so happy and excited. He would tell me about when he was allowed to go with his father to places and he lit up everytime, it made him so happy. When he was happy, so was everyone else. Everyone in Winterfell loved him. Their beloved Bran. Just because he's crippled, that does not mean he's broken. Far from it. He's still the love of the entire family. The way his mother looks at him, you know she still sees him as her young son who ran across the tops of towers and the castle. His family adores him. And what isn't there to adore about him? Despite everything else his heart is what's best about him. It's always been why I liked him. His personality attracted me to him even then. There's something about him I always wanted to be around him for and I could never stay away. I kissed his head and whispered. "You're not broken. Never say that. Never listen to anyone who says so either..please." He looks up at me sadly. "Why did you let my father set us up?" I blushed. "It wasn't like that." "No? What happened then." It came out more like a statement. " I sort of..asked to be betrothed to you.." His face is covered with interest. "Why?" "Because..I really like you..I've always liked you.." A smile slowly creeps up on his face. "Why do you want to marry me though?" "You're perfect in my eyes.." "Im far from that.." "Look i really do NOT care that you are a cripple. I don't give a single fuck actually." He looks surprised. "Why in the seven Hells are you so insecure?? You're stronger than anyone! You can't walk sure, but you're the strongest warg in all the seven kingdoms and then more! Stronger than anyone north of the wall or anywhere. AND FURTHERMORE! You have the green sight! You're a stark! You have a loyal direwolf. You're a lord. You are a natural leader. I was excited when Arya said you were to be lord whilst your father and Ser Rodrick were out hunting. You make an AMAZING leader. I love to see that in person. How you counsel your people, you're always here for them. They love you. Ha! You should be called Bran the Beloved since you're loved by every single citizen of Winterfell!" He didn't say anything for a few seconds. "Wow." He murmured. "You don't realize how amazing you are.." "Neither do you my lady." He smirks. "Oh but im just getting started my lord." I smirk. "I mean the skills you have, who you are, it's all why I want to marry you. But I didn't even get started on your looks." I took advantage of my confidence and continued. "You should be careful in the morning..if I woke up any sooner I would've had quite the delight." He blushes bright red. "Uh-Umm.." "Oh I was dead serious when I said you were hot.." I lean forward teasingly. He stares at me blushing. I touch his shoulder gently. "Mmhm. You're quite the eye catcher you are." My hand trails down his arm. It excited me to touch him. "You're lean. Many men are old fat hogs. You're not." "Im too thin." He cuts in. I glare at him. "No you're not. That's not the first time I had seen you without a tunic. You're filling out." I trail my hand on his chest and add my other hand as well. He pants a bit and watches my hands. I feel a twinge in my chest. "Your beautiful brown eyes." I gaze into his eyes. I meant to look cocky but I probably looked adoring. How can you not, looking into those gorgeous eyes. "Your brown hair.." I run my fingers through his hair and pull on it teasingly. He lets out a short mmph! I giggle as devilishly as possible. "You're face in general look at you. You're so much more attractive than any of the other guys." I lean in. "Including Robb." I whisper in his ear. "No..that's not true. Not in the slightest.." "Im not finished." I slide my fingers around his neck. "Way sexier than Robb.." I whisper. He stiffened and blushed, watching me wide-eyed. I brush fingers on his face and around his neck, down to his shoulders. "There's endless ways of your attract." He looks up at me helplessly. Hehe. "And you're sweet Bran." I smile, more serious now. "You're strong, you're brave, you're kind, you're a little devil. You're smart, you're sneaky, you're snide. You're reasonable and perfect. Everyone loves you for good reason." I gaze at him admiringly. I don't hold back. "You take after your father. His strength and power. His kindness for his people and his love for Lady Catelyn and his children. His love for his people. And yet he is strong and can kill anyone in two seconds. He's defensive and brave. No one can surpass him. You're just like that. You have a good heart. You can protect your people. They have a great deal in trust for you." He smiles. "They do?" "I've seen you counsel your people. They adore you. They go to you for everything. You always help relieve their stress and help in any way you can. They love you and adore you just as i." I blush. I hope he didn't notice the word love. "You also take on your mother's side as well. You favor the North but you can see the other side as well. You know what's important to you. What comes first." He smiles knowingly. "Of course. Family comes first before all. Nothing is more important. Nothing." He stresses. I brush my hand on his face. His face heats up. I want to make out with him so badly.. He places his hand on my arm and slides my hand to his neck. His eyes are on mine and he's blushing. I lean forward a bit and he places his hand on my back pulling me forward until im straddling him. I feel very nervous and worried that this is too much but he doesn't seem to make a big deal out of it. So I don't either. He stares into my eyes sadly. I lean in and kiss him. He responds quickly his hands pulling me closer and he kisses back. I blush. After a few seconds of our lips smacking we hear a loud clang. I turn around and Bran's eyes flicker behind me. Arya starts laughing. She dropped all of the cleaning supplies. She tries to speak but only laughs again. Gods... I get off of Bran quickly and I assume my face is as red as his. "I leave for a moment and you twoooo" she can finish because she's laughing again. "So it's official then!" She smirks devilishly. "You two are together??" Bran and I just blush and glare at her. "Okay okay don't murder me! Let's just get to cleaning who knows how long this will take." We begin cleaning the study. I organize the desk and Arya sweeps the floor. Eventually we start dusting everything because of how gray the wood has become with the tiny particles. Once finished I sneeze loudly. Arya and I laugh. We end up going to the library next. We organize any books left around and scrub the shelves clean. We clean the rugs and chairs along with any other furniture until it's all spick and span! Whilst cleaning the other rooms, we end up using. Sponges and water to clean dirty spots and such and we have a fight with the water. We end up cackling on the floor about it and we hear chuckling in the background. Arya gets up with a sponge full of water and walks over to bran. "Arya don't you dare.." He growls. Once she very evilly well. We all know what she did. He ends up throwing the sponge at her face and I squeeze out the water from mine on top of her head. She turns around to deal with me, all of us laughing, when Osha walks in. "You're all quite lucky Lady Stark didn't decide to walk in." We freeze. "Breakfast is ready kids so clean up." She laughs and leaves.