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Did I accidentally end up staying past midnight to read this because I saw it super late?
Yes, yes I did.
Do I regret it?
Not even a little.
The slow burn is slower than it takes to melt a bar of steel with an easy bake oven, but you physically could not get me to stop reading this unless you tempted me with another update to read instead.
Go read this!
Stretch and Release
Check out Ch. 7 here!
“Thought you were Hot Pie,” he mumbled, hoping she would pick up on his underlying apology for his attire.
“I gathered,” she grinned at him. Gendry flopped down on his bed. Arya crawled up beside him - oh, no. She was propping herself up on the pillows. His pillows. The situation was getting more and more dire by the minute. Putting his t-shirt on was not nearly enough to save him. He felt frozen, staring at her as she got comfortable beside him without a care in the world.
“He snuck in to see Maggie. They definitely do need privacy, these days, I can promise you that. I came out of the shower to some frightening visuals.” She shuddered. Gendry couldn’t help but be proud of his friend. But he -
“He told me he was going to grab a snack.”
Arya arched one perfect eyebrow in his direction.
“I suppose that’s one word for it,” she stated dryly.