Joffron
*Modern time but dragons exist*
*Leanor is alive*
*Harwin is still dead*
*Leanor and Rheanyra are divorced*
Luke to Aemond: Daeron is so obvious.
Aemond: That is more than just being obvious.
Luke: He is looking at you, Joff.
Joffrey: What are you talking about? He isn't looking, don't be stupid.
*turn to Daeron*
*To see that he is looking back at him*
Aegon to Jace: Look there.
*Sees Joffrey and Daeron staring at each other*
Jace: when's the wedding dear uncle?
*Luke and Aegon take Joffrey with them*
Luke: Jace is right Joff when is the wedding?
Joffrey: We didn't even go out for our first date. How can you even think about marriage? and I don't know if he likes me that way.
Aegon: It's because we're Targaryens. And he likes you, no wait he loves you.
Luke: Uncle Aegon is right Joff, Uncle Daeron likes you. and about the wedding.
*Luke and Aegon look at each other*
Luke and Aegon: Don't worry we will organize it.
Aegon: We will organize the most beautiful and perfect wedding with all your favourite food and jewellery of course wine.
Luke: Just for my lovely brother and sweet uncle the perfect wedding.
Joffrey: Zip it you two * he says walking away while blushing*
Meanwhile with Daeron
Aemond: Ask him out, soft-boiled idiot.
Daeron: I'm trying but it's not easy.
Jace: Just do it, uncle. If you don't wanna ask my brother out then let Addam or Rickary ask him out.
Aemond: Who are Addam and Rickon?
Jace: You know Addam Velaryon, my half-brother. Rickon is the little brother of Cregan Stark of the north.
Daeron: Hell no I'm the one who is asking him out. He is mine.
Jace: Good because he is there. *Point his finger to Joffrey*
Daeron: Wait, I can't do this. I'm not ready yet.
*Aemond and Jace look at each other and start pushing Daeron to Joffrey*
Daeron: hi
Joffrey: Hi, do you need something uncle?
Daeron: ..... I mmm I *take a deep breath*
Daeron: Do you want to go out with me Joff?
Joffrey: I would love to Uncle Daeron.
Daeron: That's nice. What about tomorrow?
Joffrey: Sounds nice.
Deamon appears out of nowhere
Deamon: you better not hurt him or else you will meet the dark sister. *Smirking*
Joffrey: Dad, stop it. *blushing*
Daeron: Yes Sir *he says anxiously*
Leanor appears out of nowhere
Leanor: ahh my baby is going on a date.
Leanor: if you dare to hurt my babe. I'm feeding you to Seasmoke.
Joffrey: Father!!! *blushing*
Joffrey: Hi, are you ready to go?
Daeron: You look beautiful as always and yes I'm ready.
Joffrey: *blushing* You look handsome too. Let's go then.
*The dragon pit*
Joffrey: Tessarion is beautiful.
Daeron: Thank you, my blue Queen is indeed breathtaking. Tyraxes is breathtaking as well, just like his rider.
Joffrey: *blushing* if I'm breathtaking. Then what about you uncle?
Daeron: *Blushing* a-a-ah. Look at the time. We should leave now or we will be late.
Daeron: you ready?
Joffrey: yep.
Daeron: Let's go then.
Joffrey: Where are we going?
Daeron: Follow me. And it's a secret.
*30 min later*
Both dragons landed on a field.
Daeron: put this on please trust me.
Joffrey: Okay I trust you.
*he put the blindfold on *
*there walking somewhere*
Daeron: wait a little bit longer.
Daeron: Okay you can take it off.
*Takes the blindfold off*
Joffrey: Omg it's beautiful.
Daeron: Thank you. Helaena, Rhaena, and Luke help me with food. Jace and Baela help me find this place. Believe it or not, Aemond and Aegon help me decorate.
Joffrey: Uncle Aegon and Aemond helped decorate this beautiful place. wow, that's awesome. Anyways let's eat.
*While eating are they having different conversations every pasting minutes*
Joffrey: Uncle wanna race?
Daeron: Bring it, nephew.
*They race on the foot as well on the dragons*
*Time skip flying back to the dragon pit*
Daeron: Sleep well, my queen.
Joffrey: Night rax.
*walking back to the castle*
Daeron: You should go to bed, it's very cold.
Joffrey: Can you stay with me tonight, please? *He asks with a shy voice and his cheeks red.*
The eldest had to swallow saliva at the image in front of him and struggled with pushing aside the inappropriate thoughts he had about his nephew.
Daeron: mmm sure.
He took his hand, the warmth wrapped around Joffrey's cold fingers. They walked quietly to the bed and both got under the sheets. Face to face, eyes to eyes, their breaths mixed and brushed their lips sending electricity to different parts of their bodies.
The heat that came out in waves from both bodies enveloped them in such a charged and intimate moment. Joffrey's small, slender hand rises to the height of his face, pushing away the rebellious locks between gold and silver that fell on his striking purple eyes, resting his hair behind his ear.
The path of his fingers was from his forehead and down his hundred, passing under his eye until it reached his nose.
He watched hypnotized the expressions of Joffrey's concentrated face, every faction, every detail, every movement without letting anything go unnoticed. The fascination in the flaming eyes of the chestnut tree burned something in his chest. That feeling was taking over his body little by little. The fingers that passed were soft and warm through his jaw increasing the impulse to take the opposite body to put it on his.
The eldest's eyes followed carefully as Joffrey licked his lips while his thumb caressed his lower before, nor did he ignore the boy's hungry gaze on them.
His voice sounded hoarse and pasty before he took the boy's forearm a little harder than he would like.
Joffrey: Why? * he asked the question that came out in a gasp.*
Daeron: Because if you keep going with it, I won't be able to contain myself. *he replied, without letting go of his arm. It was as if his skin was burning, but he liked that heat.*
Joffrey: What if I want you to?* he answers in a whisper, while his face gets much closer to the other.
The chestnut's lips brushed his making him let out a growl, his whole body screamed for the touch of the other and the youngest played with him, if he wanted to play with fire he was about to burn. He let go of Joffrey's hand and brought it to his waist, the boy's body shuddered slightly before he brought him closer to leaving the gap against his face between his neck and collarbone for a few seconds, then turned around by sticking the younger boy's back to his chest.
*Joffrey gasped as he felt something hard pressing against his buttocks.*
Daeron: Do you want to keep provoking me, nephew? *The hot breath accompanied by the hoarse voice sent butterflies into his belly.*
Neither spoke after that, they left the company and the warmth of the other will take them little by little to their dream.
Daeron: Nyra I wanna ask you something.
Rheanyra: What do you wanna ask sweet brother?
Daeron: I wanna ask permission to marry your son.
Leanor: What about us? We are his parents as well. *points at himself and Deamon*
Daeron: I was going to ask you as well. but I just wanna ask Nyra first.
Deamon: over my dead body you're marrying my son.
Rheanyra: Ignore Deamon, u have my permission, little brother.
Daeron: Leonor c-
Leanor: Yes, you can marry my precious boy.
Daeron: That's nice. Luke, Jace, Beala and Rheana will you also permit me?
Rheana: You want our permission as well? *she says surprised*
Daeron: yes
*Luke, Jace, Beala and Rheana look at each other and nod*
Beala: You can marry your little brother.
Daeron: Leonor, do you know where Corly and Rheanys are, I wanna ask them as well.
Rheanys: Boy you already have our permission.
Corly: you're going to be a perfect husband for my grandchild.
Daeron: Deamon can please have your blessing to marry your son?
Deamon: why should I?
Rheanyra: Deamon
Jace: Dad come on.
Rheana: please Dad give him your blessing.
*Deamon ignores them*
Daeron: Please I love your son a lot. I will treasure him, make him happy, I will kill for him, I will die for him. Please give me your blessing.
Deamon: *sigh* Fine, you can marry Joffrey. But if he cries other than happy tears I'm going to kill you.
*everyone cheered*
Daeron: Thank you and don't worry, I won't make him cry.
*everyone says good luck*
Alicent: Good luck sweet boy.
Daeron: Thanks, Mom.
< 5 min later >
Daeron: babe let's go somewhere.
Joffrey: Okay where?
Daeron: our secret place.
<at the secret place>
Joffrey: I miss this place a lot. babe not that I mind being here but why are we here?
Daeron: turn around and find out.
*he turned to see Daeron on his knee*
Daeron: Joffrey Velaryon will you marry me?
Joffrey: omg omg yes I will. * he says crying *
*End of flashback*
Jaerys: Papa we have to go.
Joffrey: I'm coming son.
Rheagar: What's on your mind, Papa?
Joffrey: I was just remembering the past.
Daella: Dad look at me, I'm beautiful right?
Daeron: A very beautiful princess.
Alysanna: What about me?
Daeron: you're very beautiful too, my princess.
Joffrey: I love you, my prince.
Daeron: I love you too, my beautiful dragon.
Daella: Do you guys think we have another little brother or sister?
Jaerys: By now I hope not sis.
Rheagar: I don't know.
Alysanna: Maybe in the future.