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quick question what sounds more appealing: gendrya arranged marriage au or dirty dancing au???

a snippet of my new fic, titled but we were something, don’t you think so?, a modern gendrya break-up au <3

“Do you not love me anymore?” she asked.

He laughed once, and it’s so hollow that it brings Arya some comfort.

“I kind of wish I didn’t love you anymore. It would make it a hell of a lot easier to break up with you.”

“If you still love me, then why?”

The pining is what bothers her the most. Aside from being broken up with. She hates that she’s being broken up with and she’s pining. Outwardly pining for someone who wants to let her go. This is not who she is.

“Because if we continue down this road, we’ll fall out of love. And even worse, we’ll start to hate each other. I think…I think that distance is a good idea.” He runs a hand through his hair and lets his arm fall back into his lap. “I think once we get some perspective and spend some time on our own, we can fix whatever’s been broken.”

Arya turns away and looks around the apartment just so she doesn’t have to look at Gendry’s face. The apartment they lived in together, the one she’d been so excited to place all of her things in when he’d asked her to move in with him a year and a half ago. And now she was going to have to leave. Stay at her parents until she found a place of her own. Not crawl into bed and sleep beside Gendry every night.

She felt cold all over.

“Well, you certainly have it all figured out, don’t you?” Arya bites out, but her heart isn’t in it. Her words come out more defeated than snarky, and she’s more subdued than anything, if only to keep her voice from shaking.

“Do you see us lasting longer than another month like this?” Gendry asks.

She doesn’t answer because the truth is, she can’t.

cannot believe i’m saying this but i’m writing???? a gendrya fic????? me??? unheard of, and yet here we are