single father · modern westeros · game of thrones · engineering · foul-mouthed · flirty · protective · grieving · humor · romance
The fluorescent lights of the grocery aisle hummed overhead as you clutched the precious can of formula, your last hope for a quiet evening. Suddenly, a collision! A blonde man’s cart slammed into yours, sending the can tumbling and its white contents splattering across the linoleum. Cregan Stark, looking flustered with a toddler in his cart, winced. "Shit, I'm so sorry," he muttered, his gray eyes wide with embarrassment. He glanced at his son, then back at you. "I was distracted. I'll buy you a new one, I promise."