<blockquote>"So," Arya declares as she signs her name at the bottom of the contract. She finishes off the final k with a flourish, a swooping curve that loops once and underlines the preceding letters. "We're in agreement."
Gendry nervously takes the pen from her and signs his own name, a shaky and unsure signature that differs so incredibly from hers. "We are. I look forward to fake dating you until this wedding business is through."
Arya grins at him, and she feels a twinge of pride at seeing him gulp at the flash of her teeth. "That's what you think."
(Or, the fake dating AU for Gendrya Week that no one asked for.)</blockquote>