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[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine spending the Summer with Petyr Baelish.

So perhaps spending time in Petyr’s brothel was not how you had planned your Summer in King’s Landing, but when he had sent you a raven asking him to join you, you still jumped at the opportunity. At least you were not having to work, and you spent most of your time in Petyr’s own chambers, unless you were out enjoying the city.

You were returning just as he was setting to leave.

“Ahh, y/n, I was just about to come looking for you,” Petyr said with that adorable smile on his face, under his little mustache. “Where have you been?”

“I went exploring the marketplace again. There was this fantastic fabric-”

“Show me.” Petyr insisted. You were a little surprised by his sudden enthusiasm.

“It was a bit too expensive for my tastes though,” You finished. “So I was wondering if perhaps I could clean or something to make a little extra coin?”

Petyr Baelish shook his head abruptly. “You are worth more than just a cleaner. Come, show me this fabric - and I will get a dress made for you. My treat.”

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i mean i personally love your edits tbh??? like i really don't think they look weird at all uwu

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[random-imagines-blog]

Imagine putting together a date with Petyr Baelish.

You looked around at the chambers that you had prepared, found them to be perfect, and then sat down on the wooden chair, the luxurious silk fabric of your gown draping over your legs and pooling on the floor that you had swept. You could have had a servant do that work, it was what they were meant to do, but you wanted to have a hand in everything that happened tonight, and that included the state of your room. The room that you shared with Petyr ‘Littlefinger’ Baelish.

“What’s this?” His smooth voice came from the door after he had stepped inside.. You stood quickly and bowed your head to your master, your husband. Once the door was closed again, you sat back down.

“Steak, sir. From the King’s own butcher.” You started. “Along with fresh carrots that I peeled and cooked myself, potato, and roasted peppers that I plucked from the gardens, seasoned with sea salt, all for you.”

“And what about yourself?” Petyr asked, stepping towards the table.

“A small plate, and the presence of your company tonight, my love.” He reached for you, took a soft strand of your hair and tucked it behind your ear so he could see your face better in the warm light from the candles.

“You didn’t need to make all of this - you yourself are good enough to eat.”

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