Girl, I Am Back!!!! And Completely In Love With Your Single Dad!Harwin Can We Get A "how Can I Help?"

girl, i am back!!!! and completely in love with your single dad!Harwin 🧡🥺✨ can we get a "how can i help?" in that verse?? bonus points if it's rhae asking 🥴😭🥺

(this is for a modern single dad!Harwin au that I mentioned yesterday and might eventually flesh out into a full on story but the concept is Harwin is raising Jace and Luke on his own and has recently reconnected with Rhaenyra, whom he grew up with and hasn't seen in years. Jace and Luke are his kids in this, not theirs. at least not biologically. okay i hope you like it <3)

It only took one night for Rhaenyra to discover how quickly plans could change with someone who had children. Her and Harwin had managed to meet up a handful of times since they'd first bumped into each other, grabbing coffee or lunch when they could to try and catch up. And tonight was the first chance they'd had to make plans for dinner. The first time it would be something she might actually consider a date. The whole thing was still a bit casual, the two of them dancing around the conversation of where this was going. But she was looking forward to spending time with him, time that didn't have a timer on it for when they both needed to get back to their responsibilities. And when he'd offered to cook for them rather than going out to, she'd been happy for the chance of a potentially intimate night together.

What she hadn't expected was little Jace to answer the door when she rang the bell at half past seven. "Um, hi Jace. Do you remember me? I'm a friend of your dad's."

"Yep! He said you were coming over for dinner. And he said that we were supposed to be on our best behavior. And he said to let him know when you got here. And - oh! Come on, you can come and see the fish me and Luke got last month. DAD! Miss Nyra's here! I'm showing her my fish!"

And before she could process anything that had come out of the little boy's mouth at a mile a minute, she found herself in a surprisingly tight grip and being pulled into the house, just barely getting the door closed behind her as she stumbled along behind the six year old. She wasn't sure exactly where Harwin was but she found herself being led down a hall lined with an assortment of photos of all three Strongs that she would've enjoyed inspecting if given the chance. Instead, she got a brief glimpse before finding herself in a bedroom filled with books and toys and games and little Luke in some kind of dinosaur onesie playing with a slew of action figures. He didn't do much more than look up and give her a sweet smile before going back to his toys.

There was an aquarium next to the window that Rhaenyra found herself kneeling in front of, listening with as much attention as she could manage as she was given a rundown of every type of fish in the water with as much detail as the little boy could manage. She wasn't sure she'd remember any of it by the time he was finished but it seemed best she make the effort until she was able to break away.

"Jace, I told you to let me know when she got here, not hide her away in the room you two absolutely didn't clean up like I asked you to. You don't get to hog the new guests all for yourself." Jace's explanations were interrupted at the sound of Harwin's voice, getting both her and the boys to turn towards the doorway. He looked good, despite being dressed down for a night in. A kitchen towel was draped over his shoulder and he'd pulled back his hair into bun that seemed to be fighting its constraints. The smile he offered her was sheepish but sweet and she tried not to think too long on how there was suddenly a swarm of butterflies in her stomach.

"But you said we could show new people the fish when they first come over," Jace argued, leading to a staring match between father and son for the ten seconds it took her to stand and join Harwin in the doorway.

"They were very impressive fish," she added, getting a smile from the boys and a head shake from their dad which seemed a good enough compromise. "How about you tell me more about them later, Jace? Does that sound okay?"

"Okay." And just like that the boys went back to playing, Jace joining Luke on the floor to pick up where she guessed they'd left off when he'd met her at the door.

For the second time in ten minutes, Rhaenyra found herself being led down the hall, this time by a much gentler and less demanding touch. She followed Harwin back to the living room where she was treated to another sheepish smile as he turned back to her. "Hey, sorry about - well, all of it. They were going to have a sleepover with some friends from school but I got a call right before we were about to leave that the other kids are down chicken pox and I didn't have a chance to give you a heads up. I know I promised a nice relaxing night and you've already been bombarded with every fact he's managed to retain on angelfish and neon tetras. If you want to raincheck I understand, really. Especially since you look like you came straight from work and-"

"Harwin! Stop, breathe, relax." He did as she instructed and she couldn't but reach for his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze even though it seemed a hug might have done him better. "It's all fine. I may not have a ton of experience with kids but I am aware that they should take top priority. And I'd have a lot more issues with you still sending them off to a chicken pox infected household so I could have an adults only dinner. Now, please, how can I help?"

There was a pause as he looked down at her, almost as if he was still processing everything between them. And then she blinked and his lips were on hers, a soft kiss that lingered for a heartbeat as his free hand reached up to cup the side of her face. It surprised her, leaving her off balance for a moment before she leaned into the touch and kissed him back. When he pulled back, the smile he wore had relaxed and she felt one mirroring it on her own lips. "Just come keep me company while I finish things up and that will be more than enough." Another quick peck and then the hand holding hers pulled her in the direction she assumed was the kitchen.

And when he lifted her up onto the countertop instead of letting her go over to one of the stools, she could feel the flutter in her stomach once more, relishing in the oddly comforting domesticity of the quiet moments before the patter of little feet came echoing down the hall to join them.

HOUSE THAT DRAGONS BUILT | 1.07 “Driftmark”

@giftober day 1 | close-up @lgbtqcreators bingo | lyrics

RYAN CORR + whatever the fuck this dance is

Outlaws ( 2017 ) The Secrets She Keeps ( 2022 ) House of the Dragon ( 2022 )

hi! I don't know how you're feeling about writing aus, but maybe "i'll be there" for married rhaewin? 🥺🧡

(Oh I am a ✨slut✨ for AUs so request them as much as you like. For this I did as if Harwin and Rhaenyra had been married from the start, that Lyonel had suggested him as a suitor for the princess.)

"You aren't dressed. Why aren't you dressed?"

Rhaenyra glanced over her shoulder as the handmaiden made quick work of the laces down the back of her dress, pulling the gown she'd intended to wear to the feast off. Standing in the doorway of her bedchamber was her husband, dressed for dinner and looking at her with a frown. His usual armor and gold cloak were gone and replaced with a simple doublet, curls pulled back in a poor attempt to look more presentable. She knew he took little joy in the feasts held at the Red Keep, the ones filled with polite chatter with the lords and ladies visiting King's Landing, many looking for an opportunity to gain favor with the king or queen. And she already knew what his current frustration was.

"I was dressed but then your son decided my gown would be much improved by a smear of mashed peach down the front. And I didn't think it would go unnoticed if I went down to the feast with a stained gown." The cold air coming in through the windows left her arms covered in gooseflesh as she stood there in her shift, waiting for the clean gown to be brought out.

His frown softened a bit as he stepped further into the room, crossing to where she stood to press a kiss to the top of her head. "Funny how he's my son whenever he's misbehaving but ours when he's acting like a perfect prince."

"Funny indeed," she replied, smiling up at him and leaning up for a proper kiss before the maids began pulling at her to dress again. "Go on ahead, I won't be much longer. I'm sure your father is already waiting there."

He shook his head, taking a seat on the lounge near the windows. He made himself comfortable, stretching out his legs and watched her with the same affection she'd seen in his eyes since they'd first been betrothed years ago. "Not a chance," he told her, huffing as a curl fell loose and into his eyes. "The last time you sent me down before you I was left listening to Beesbury drone on and on about the coffers and our business dealings with the Iron Bank. I'd rather try and mount Syrax by myself than go down to that feast alone."

Her laughter echoed through the room and she could even catch an amused look on the young maid who was fixing the sleeves of her new dress. "Harwin, honestly, you will manage just fine on your own. I'll be there soon enough. Promise."

"Promise all you like, princess. I'm not walking into that hall without my wife at my side. So the lords and ladies will just have to wait. Now hurry up or I'll send away the maids and convince you to try changing the gown again, just the two of us."

More laughter, more smiles, and forty-five minutes later they were finally making their way down to the feast with matching grins and promises to sneak away from dinner as soon as they could manage.

If you ever feel like ‘should I write the most self indulgent thing ever’ the answer is yes. always yes. 💌