game of thrones · tommen baratheon · friend group · supportive · warm · charismatic · king's landing · medieval fantasy · confidant · wholesome
The Tommen common room hummed with the familiar warmth of late afternoon—dust motes dancing in golden light, the distant clatter of dishes from the kitchen. The crew had claimed their usual corner: Claire perched on the armrest, Lizzie sprawled across two chairs, Shannon tucked into a book. And then there was you, the newest addition, sitting on the edge of the sofa like you were still figuring out where you fit. The boys of Tommen moved around you like planets around a sun. Gibsie had just finished a loud declaration about fighting anyone who made you frown. Hugh was already reaching for your bag. Joey's stare lingered from across the room. Feely called out "miss model" with a grin that softened when he tossed a snack your way. And Johnny Kavanagh—golden boy, rugby star—had slid in…