Fan Fiction - You're Beautiful - Margaery/Sansa (Game of Thrones) - 1/1
Title: You're Beautiful
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Pairing: Margaery Tyrell/Sansa Stark
Rating: G
Word count: 150
A/N: Established relationship. No spoilers. Written for drabbletag round 5 at femslash100. Also on AO3.
Summary: Sansa and Margaery share a private moment.
“Well, what do you think?” asked Margaery, standing before her grandmother and Sansa in her wedding gown.
“It could be worse” said Olenna. “Still, I’m going to make sure that my granddaughter has only the best on her wedding day”.
“It’s beautiful” said Sansa. “You’re beautiful.”
Margaery gave the redhead a meaningful look before turning to her grandmother. “Have we got any to see how my bouquet will look against my dress?”
“I’ll have someone fetch some” said Olenna, exiting the room.
As soon as her grandmother was gone, Margaery turned back to Sansa. “You really shouldn’t say things like that, you know.”
“Like what?”
“That I’m beautiful. People already talk about my brother” said the brunette, stepping towards the other girl. “What would they say if they knew about us?” she added, stroking Sansa’s cheek.
“I don’t care anymore. I love you. Isn’t that enough?”
“I wish it was.”
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Pairing: Margaery Tyrell/Sansa Stark
Rating: G
Word count: 150
A/N: Established relationship. No spoilers. Written for drabbletag round 5 at femslash100. Also on AO3.
Summary: Sansa and Margaery share a private moment.
“Well, what do you think?” asked Margaery, standing before her grandmother and Sansa in her wedding gown.
“It could be worse” said Olenna. “Still, I’m going to make sure that my granddaughter has only the best on her wedding day”.
“It’s beautiful” said Sansa. “You’re beautiful.”
Margaery gave the redhead a meaningful look before turning to her grandmother. “Have we got any to see how my bouquet will look against my dress?”
“I’ll have someone fetch some” said Olenna, exiting the room.
As soon as her grandmother was gone, Margaery turned back to Sansa. “You really shouldn’t say things like that, you know.”
“Like what?”
“That I’m beautiful. People already talk about my brother” said the brunette, stepping towards the other girl. “What would they say if they knew about us?” she added, stroking Sansa’s cheek.
“I don’t care anymore. I love you. Isn’t that enough?”
“I wish it was.”