Kyreris: Love

Kyreris: 

Love. 

That was quite a silly thing, wasn't it? How was it possible that the thought of someone could change a day? how was it that the laughter or the smile of someone could turn a frown upside down? how was it that the desire to make that person happy could trump the desire to go down a rabbit hole? 

Love made the Silver Fox try and be a better person. he wanted to make Kyra smile and comfort her in the choice she made. She chose to give him a second chance, despite his many fucks up. Despite his violent streak, his unforgiving behavior. Viserys was a bad boy. He was scarred for life by the tragedy of his family. The loss of the love of two people led to premature death and a lifetime of sorrow for the surviving souls. 

For so long, he hated his father for what he did to his mother and their family. yet.. now.. now he was starting to understand that Love wasn't rational. love wasn't the stack of reasons that should have driven him away from Kyra. Love wasn't being measured or being docile. Love was passionate. love was selfless... love was absolute. 

So here he was, trying to set himself straight away so Kyra would be proud of him. here he was, trying to become a better person just so he could see her smile. Why was that? Oh yes.. it was Love. 

It was Love.