Airport

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Title: Airport

Rating: PG

Word Count: 729

Characters: Gendry Waters, Arya Stark, Jon Snow, Robb Stark

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. (Do I really have to state that?)

Summary: Modern!AU. "Call me tonight." "It's a different timezone, Gendry. It'll be middle of the night here." "Call me anyway."
Notes: This fic happens after Talk to me one more time.

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She decided not to call him and ask him to get his hoody back. She decided to force that thing into one of her bags and take it with her. It would be her connection with Gendry during that year. And, yes, she knew that that was really sappy.

She couldn't help. Gendry had unleashed something inside her, something strange, feelings she didn't want to explore, feelings that made her crave him. She wasn't sure of anything now. That was one of the reasons why she didn't call him. Her nerves were sensible as a bare wire. All the sensations of his kiss and his touch were too fresh on her mind. She couldn't deal with Gendry right now.

So, she shoved the yellow hoody into her bag and forced it closed. She would think about it later. She would think about Gendry later.

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At the airport, she hugged Jon and Robb one last time.

"Take care, little sister."

"I'm not so little anymore." She replied, with a smile.

"You'll be always my little sister!" Jon ruffled her hair, making her laugh. He was actually her cousin, son of her deceased aunt Lyanna, but he had been raised along with them, so she considered him a brother. "You better go. Call when you get there."

"I will." They hugged again. Just one more time, she thought. "Bye, Jon. Bye, Robb."

"Bye."

"Arya, wait!"

They looked back to see Gendry running towards them, waving to get their attention.

"I thought he wasn't coming to to the airport... Haven't you said goodbye to him already?", asked Robb.

"Not exactly." She tried to hide her nervousness.

The look her brothers shot Arya with was suspicious. "What happened between you two?"

"Nothing, Jon."

"Ooh, I thought I wouldn't make it!" said Gendry, finally reaching them.

"What are you doing here?"

By the face he made, one could say there was an invisible wall right in front of him and he walked directly to it.

"I... I came to say goodbye...?"

"After what happened, I thought..." She trailed off. Her brothers were close and she didn't want them to know.

"Yeah, but we're still friends. ...Right?"

She looked at his face. He had the same hesitant expression of when they started being friends. Like he didn't know what to say or how to act.

"Stop that! We're still friends, of course we are! Don't be stupid."

"Oh! Okay." He looked so relieved that she almost punched him. "Well, take care, Arya."

He gave her the most awkward hug ever, his hands barely touching her back and she frowned.

"What's wrong?"

He glanced very briefly at Jon and Robb and answered on a low voice.

"I don't want this to be a weird situation."

"You're making it weird. Come on, just give me a proper hug and get over it. The plane won't wait for me."

His arms were around her in no second. Their chest touching, her feet in the air (because Gendry, being stupidly tall, had to pick her up). He was everywhere: around her with his arms, inside her with his scent and the taste she still remembered. He was whispering sweet words (I'll miss you, I'll wait for you) and his voice filled her head. She allowed herself to close her eyes and enjoy the moment.

When they broke the hug, she tried to look everywhere, but the three guys.

"You forgot your hoody in my place." He only nodded. "I'm taking it with me."

He smiled. "Take care of the Stag, then."

She rolled her eyes. "Goodbye, Gendry."

"Goodbye, Arya."

When she looked at Jon, he had an amused expression on his face. Robb had his hands in fists and was oddly serious. She didn't bother to ask why. All she wanted was to put some distance between her and Gendry and calm her body down. Fucking Gendry! He was smiling at her, he shouldn't be smiling! Why couldn't he be affected by her like she was by him?

"Oh, Arya?"

"Yes?"

"Call me tonight."

"It's a different timezone, Gendry. It'll be middle of the night here."

"Call me anyway." And by his tone, she could notice he was affected, he was just better at hiding that.

"I will."

And she was gone.

"Hey, Waters?", asked Robb, taking him out of his Arya induced trance.

"Yeah?"

"What's going on between you and my little sister?"

Oh, fuck!