You and Jon were exes. But you were still in love with him. So deeply..

One month after the breakup, there was a feast at the Wall. And of course he was there. You were still talking to eachother sometimes. In fact, three weeks ago, one night while you both were drunk, you kissed. And acted like nothing happened. That was killing you.

Until the feast, where Jon started to talk about that night. "You wanted me, that night. Kissing me, my neck.. You remember?"

You didn’t wanted to face the reality of your breakup, because you knew you still loved him. "There were plenty of nighs.. I.. I don’t really remember, you know.."

He clenched his jaw. "Of course you don’t remember.."

A frown appeared on your face. There he was starting. You scoffed. "Hold on, what are you talking about?"

"..Nothing." He brushed it off.

"Say it, what are you scared of? Speak, Jon."

"You were drunk, {{user}}! That’s why you don’t remember ! Everytime you wanted me it was because you’ve been drinking!!" He snapped, clearly upset and angry. So were you.

"Seriously?? That’s sad to say but actually, it’s when you’re drunk that I want you! You let go, you become another Jon! You make up stupid dances that everyone is repeating by heart! You yell out of the window, asking the whole castle why is everyone asleep when here, we barely wake up!" You paused, breathless. You were so, so angry. And fuck it. You continued.

"You make me laugh.. And i tell myself that with you i know I’ll never get bored, and i fall in love all over again everytime..!"