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modern!aegon x reader

summary: reader is drunk and crying, hoping that Aegon will comfort her warnings: 18+, targcest, noncon, no actual smut but allusions to it, intoxicated reader, reader is aegons niece, no use of y/n, tell me if i forgot something notes: just something short i wrote a long time ago i felt like posting... modern!aegon is just something so special to me. something about this feels off to me, but I kept rewriting it, but im just going to post it

You stood outside the apartment Aegon lived in, drunk and crying. Even though Aegon was irritated that you had shown up out of nowhere, he still led you into the apartment, not realising how drunk you were yet. You had thought about calling Helaena and going to her house, but you knew she would be asleep this late. Helena was always a source of comfort to you, but you hoped you could still find some comfort with Aegon.

When he let you in you went straight to his couch, his living room was messy, beer bottles, dirty bottles and an overflowing ashtray. Aegon helped you take your shoes off when you started to fumble with your shoelaces, which also made him realise you were drunk. Aegon started to tell you that you couldn’t be in the living room crying, you would wake up his roommate, but you couldn’t recall him ever having a roommate.

As you entered his bedroom, which was even more disheveled than his living room, you tried your best to step over the piles of dirty clothes and take out boxes. You stumbled through his cluttered room, trying to ground yourself, holding onto his window sill for support.

The reason for your tears were long forgotten, you probably forgotten about it before you even knocked on his door. Perhaps it was simply because you had too much to drink and now your emotions had started to overflow. But you didn't care why you were crying anymore, you simply sought comfort, a distraction from your own thoughts.

Aegon was never good at comforting people, let alone himself. Seeing you drunk and crying in his apartment, made him want to comfort you, it really did, But not as much as it made him want to take your clothes

You hadn't even realised his intentions yet, the direction this night would take. You stood by his window, looking down, The view of the rundown streets below and the grime tracing along the windows, you had almost forgotten where you were, too focused on the traffic and the occasional shouting that could be heard outside. You felt Aegon stand behind you, his arms wrapping around you, in a way that should have been comforting, but as this rare display of affection from Aegon started to make you feel uneasy. Aegon was never kind without it being conditional.

You had felt him kiss your neck, before stopping by your ear, whispering alluring words into your ear, telling you he could make you feel better. His words, his wandering hands, it was all making you feel better, but not in the way you wanted. You tried stop his hands, your ears barely registering his whispers. You knew he couldn't give you the comfort you so desperately sought, but you still made no real attempt, so instead you settled onto the floor, hoping your head would stop spinning. Aegon sat down beside you. He asked if you just wanted to drink even more, a tempting offer you thought. You agreed all to eagerly and mentally told yourself you wouldn't cross anymore lines with him.

But then you felt your back hit the floor, the room swirling as your suddenly exposed skin made contact with the cold floor. While Aegon was above you, his hands dug into your sides, making sure to leave a bruise. His voice had become a whisper, a faint whisper in your ear telling you that you were okay, that it was okay.

You weren't sure if he was trying to comfort you, or trying to convince you that what he was doing to you was okay.

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