Game of Thrones - One Shots/Imagines (Completed)

Theon Greyjoy X Iron Islander!Reader - Young Volcanoes

"Calm down, it's not as though it's the first time you've shared my bed. No one'll care," you hummed, sitting up and pulling the sheets closer to your chest as you saw him hurrying around your chambers, pulling his shirt over his head as he went.

"Lord Stark will care," Theon muttered as he continued to dress, pausing for a moment to look at you, your hair ruffled and tangled around your head and eyes heavy-lidded but still trained on him.

"Since when did you care what Lord Stark thought of your behaviour?" you scoffed at him before tearing your eyes away and slumping heavily back onto the pillow. "I thought you hated him," you added softly, bringing your arm up to rest over your head.

"Shut up," he muttered, tying the final lace on his trousers before strutting towards your door.

"Will I see you again tonight?" you asked, not bothering to move to look at him.

"No," he answered firmly, causing you to let out a short snort of laughter.

"Bullshit," you chuckled as you sat up again. "We both know that you have always been ruled by your cock, and little Theon quite likes me," you added, giving him a sleepy smirk before falling back to the pillow again. "Shut the door behind you," you called out to him before turning over on your bed and stretching out your arms across the spot he had filled just moments earlier, closing your eyes as you heard the door click shut quietly behind you.

Your eyes sprang open again when you felt the bed dip behind you and hands land on your hip gently. "Don't tell me what to do," he muttered before pressing a kiss to the side of your head and turning you onto your back to kiss you properly.

"I told you that you'd come back," you teased before twisting your way out from under him and off of the bed, pulling the sheets tightly around your body. "Go, or Lord Stark will begin asking questions," you continued as you moved away from the bed and over to your closet.

"Fine," he growled, quickly crossing the room to kiss you a final time before ducking out of the room. Gods he could be sweet when he wanted to be, it was a shame that this version of Theon wasn't around more often.

*Time Skip*

"Lord Stark," Theon muttered as he entered the study where the Lord of Winterfell spent a majority of his time, "I was wondering if I could have a word," he added causing Eddard to look up at him with a smile.

"Of course, sit."

Theon crossed the floor, taking a seat opposite Lord Stark and taking a deep breath. "I would like to ask your permission to marry," he stuttered out. He had never been so nervous in his entire life, and it showed. His whole body seemed to vibrate with the anxious energy and his hands began to sweat as he shuffled in his seat.

"Who would you marry?"

Theon paused for a moment, how could he tell Lord Stark your name without revealing your relationship? "(Y/N), I believe that she loves me too," he muttered, looking down at his fingers rather than at the man before him.

"I'll have to ask her, of course, and contact her brother. Though I see no reason for Lord Botley to turn down your request." The older man smiled at Theon for a moment, before shaking his head. "I never thought I'd see the day when you fell in love," he muttered, more to himself than to the boy in front of him.

"Thank you, Lord Stark," Theon spoke softly giving a short nod.

"You're excused, Theon."

*Time Skip*

You sat almost silently in the Great Hall as Sansa attempted to chat your ear off. Usually, you would be much more interested in her comments but today you seemed almost engrossed by Theon sitting on the other side with the other boys whilst you continued with your needlework. You had already pricked your fingers a number of times and had given up, letting it rest on the table in front of you. "I overheard Father telling Mother a secret earlier," Sansa uttered softly, whispering so that only you could hear her voice. "He said that Theon had asked to be married, but he saw me before he could say anything else," she continued and without a pause, you span to face her.