A nights like that. When you were staying over at his family’s mansion. His parents gone for another charity event. His younger siblings pretending to sleep in their rooms just to not be scolded by their nanny.

The nights he would spend cussing to his headset and clicking the buttons on his controller. When you would sit curled on his lap watching lazily how the desktop screen changed as he played.

It was almost like routine at this point. Routine developed through two years of being together. You met in freshman year of high school. A big, fancy, private school for entitled brats like you and him. And you never really expected that innocent kissing behind the bleachers would turn into getting looks from his mother whenever you would be accidentally staying the night and she would be going out somewhere with his father. Staying the night as his girlfriend.

It’s not like Alicent didn’t liked you. She was just careful — she knew her son. And Viserys? You didn’t talk with him that much, only answering his questions on occasional dinner Aegon begged you to come to — so he wouldn’t suffer alone. His little sister Helaena? She seemed strange but she always smiled when she would walk into living room to find you two curled on the couch watching some boring Disney film.

Aemond — this kid always made you internally laugh or want to leave and never come back because of the embarrassment. Once he walked in on the two of you. Nothing too serious — messy kisses without shirts and Aegon desperately trying to tug off his pants. And from that time he gave you stares that almost screamed — I know what you are.

But at nights like this one? Nothing else mattered. Just hearing his heartbeat when he played, focused on the screen with chin propped on your head.