Game Of Thrones One Shots And Imagines

Podrick Payne- Drunk (c)

Ever since you were a little girl, you had been beyond excited for the day that you could find a husband and become his wife. As you grew, you begun to doubt that you would get married but as soon as you met Pod it seemed impossible that you wouldn't marry him. Podrick Payne was everything you could want in a person, he was kind and compassionate, intelligent and it helped that he was also easy on the eyes. The two of you courted for a while, you were a lady's maid and him being a squire. On the day he proposed, his employer, Tyrion Lannister offered him a fair sum of money to put towards a home and the wedding and both seemed to come together perfectly.

You now had a home for the two of you and the wedding went of without a hitch. You had doubted he would be there when you got to the aisle, but he was there handsome as ever and within minutes you were husband and wife. It was a modest service, neither of you having many people to invite to the wedding but people you barely knew arrived at the reception to celebrate whatever offered alcohol.

After a very long day of celebrations and getting to spend the day feeling like a princess after having had to clean up after princesses all your life. With the day closing, you bid farewell to your guests and headed back to your home, trying your best to ignore the jokes about consummating the marriage, even though you knew you would need to do so, not that it was an issue.

Entering your bed chambers, you suddenly felt awkward. It wasn't as though you hadn't lain with him before, but this seemed different. Pod was your husband and it was the first time that the two of you would be intimate together as husband and wife.

"I love you," you smiled softly beginning to unbutton the fastenings on your dress.

"I... uh... I love you too," he whispered, slightly unsteady on his feet, rushing to the bed to sit down on.

You cocked an eyebrow at him. He was acting peculiarly, and you needed to know why.

"Are you drunk?" You questioned.

He gave you a slightly shaky smile.

"I'm really sorry Y/N... I can't believe that I got drunk on our wedding day, I am so sorry."

You sat down next to him, being hit by the smell of alcohol on his breath.

"You are so drunk," you sighed. "Why?"

"I'm really sorry. I was so nervous, and I hoped a drink would settle my nerves, I just wanted it all to go well but I may have drunk a little too much," he said apologetically.

Offering him a sympathetic smile, you kissed his cheek. "You are too adorable Podrick, but you need to rest, my love. We can consummate the marriage tomorrow."

He grinned at you, falling backwards onto the bed.

"I love you," he muttered before becoming lost to his drunken, sleeping state.

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Written by Charlotte.

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