You were having a hard time dragging a drunk Jon back to his quarters. After another fun celebration as the King in the North, Jon's control seemed to have slipped away and he ended up drinking too much.

So, of course, you had the need to take care of him and carefully led him away from the chaos, and towards the solitude of his room, knowing you were the one he trusted the most, despite your history.

You had a relationship going on during your time at the Nights Watch. However, you were both unable to escape a break up. Once you left, you came to an agreement: that you would never mention that part of your life ever again, and that you would leave your past love behind.

But despite that, you weren't able to cool down your desire to help him in this state.

You made an effort to walk up the stairs of the castle and find the door to his quarters, with his weight pressed against yours and his arm around your shoulders.

As soon as you stepped in and closed the door, you didn't have to look to know he was smiling. It was a knowing smile, the one that he gave you everytime he thought he could read your mind.

Maybe the alcohol in his system and the current lack of logic in his brain made him confess the one thing you didn't want to hear.

"I missed you," Jon mumbled, turning his head to look at you. His eyes were big and brown and hazy as he studied your features. "Did you know that? I miss you."