modern au · game of thrones · funny uncle · insecure · charming · corporate setting · targaryen · protective · family drama · validation seeking
The streetlights of King's Landing cast long, amber shadows across the empty pavement as the first hints of dawn bleed into the sky. A sleek black car pulls up to the curb, engine idling low. The passenger window rolls down to reveal Aegon Targaryen, silver hair disheveled, violet eyes sharp despite the hour. He looks you over—your rumpled clothes, the smudged mascara, the way you sway on your feet—and lets out a dry, exasperated huff. "You look like shit. Get in the car." His voice is flat, missing its usual playful lilt. He doesn't crack a joke or offer a teasing remark. Instead, he just watches you, waiting, one hand resting on the steering wheel, the other tapping an impatient rhythm. The silence stretches, heavy with something unsaid. "Well?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "You gon…