Silver [Daenerys Targaryen Imagines]

Wings

Summary : You went to battle without her knowing, and you dread for the outcome of it.

Words : 2369

Notes : I honestly don't know what i was going for in this and I kinda rushed the ending oops.

You felt the winds on your face, your wings softly brushing against the clouds. You flew with ease in the sky, a place where you feel free. No towering castles or humans near enough to touch or see you. Your golden wings spread wide, almost thrice the length of your arms.

A loud roar came from behind you and you sidetracked, your head turning to see Viserion flying towards you. A grin made it's way to your face and you twirl, signaling to the dragon that you wanted to play. You fold your wings and dipped down, the clouds cleared and you could see the lake below. You let out a laugh at the feeling of freefalling, unfolding your wings right before you touch the water as you saw Viserion doing the same thing, letting out a noise of happiness.

The two of you played around, him occasionally blowing fire and you flew through them. Some might see it as dangerous, but you've done it for so long since you could play with them. You didn't remember how long you've flown, however the sun is now up in the sky and you're feeling hungry. Which would mean that the dragon is too. Before you could turn around and fly back to the castle though, another familiar roar turned up and a head nudged you from behind, making you lose balance but you quickly recovered.

"Hey!" You exclaimed in fake annoyance at the biggest dragon, Drogon, who looked amused and would be laughing right now if he could. Your eyes light up at the sight of his rider, who was still laughing at you. You flew to her side and kissed her cheek in greeting, before you retracted your wings and did the same trick you did with Viserion. With no hesitance, Drogon took after you and you could hear Daenerys groaning as she gripped her dragon for dear life.

Stretching your legs, you landed slowly at the side of the lake, feeling the ground shake slightly as Drogon landed behind you. "Well that was fun." You said as Daenerys climbed down her dragon, huffing at your teasing. She said nothing as she walked to you, yanking your clothes and pressed her lips against yours.

You pulled away breathless, "What's that for?" She wrapped her arms around you and you hugged her back, circling your wings around you. "I missed you." You let out a soft laugh. "Darling, you saw me this morning." She grumbled, "That's a long time ago." You sighed, helpless. "I'm sorry. You know I couldn't stay long, people are uncomfortable." Swinging her back and forth, you relished the feeling of having her in your arms. "They gotta get used to you, stay with me, they won't say a thing." She assured you, eyes hardening. "We'll see, my love." She slumped, knowing that this discussion is no longer.

"Let's go back? I'm starving." You told her, the playfulness coming back. You folded your wings on your back, to see Drogon nowhere to be found. You frowned, "Um.. where's Drogon?" Daenerys snapped her head to where the dragon was to find him gone, her eyes widened at the realization of the upcoming event. You grinned at her when she turned back to face you, face set in defeat, knowing her refusal would be pointless.

You spread your wings before charging at her, picked her up and flew upwards, letting her adjust and clinging herself to you like a koala. Tightening your arms around her, you flew faster, doing some twirls and sharp turns and you laughed as Daenerys hit your shoulder before tightening her grip on you. Even though she flew on her dragons regularly, she isn't fond of flying with you. She claimed it as 'unsafe', and though she knew you'd never drop her, you must admit it is a weird feeling dangling from someone in the sky.

You tried carrying her on your back, but you landed only a few moments later because it was getting hard to breathe as she had a death grip on your neck, plus you couldn't make sure she won't fall. You'd always tease her about how terrified she was and she'd always blush and grumble about it.