#aaaaa did anyone order a sleeping beautyish jaegon au???

[jaegonsmoon]

Aegon who finds himself back in his younger body after dying is horrified and wants to make things right. But despite his efforts to become a better person, no one believe his motives and keep snapping at him. Pushing him around without a care. Until he tries too hard and get into an accident and falls into a coma. Now, finally, his family might be starting to realise they were wrong about him and they panic.But he ain't waking up anytime soon.

Oh noooo! 🥲

But is this the part where we find out this is a Sleeping Beauty case and he can be awoken by a kiss????

Jacaerys, who had started to believe him and now misses him so. He doesn’t rest until he can find something to awaken his uncle. Puts Luke and even Aemond to the task, too. Helaena helps too, she feels guilty for not speaking up for her brother, but she was too scared to. She had seen what had happened to her, to all of them in dreams and she was hesitant to believe it could he changed. But when Aegon fell deep into this dreamless sleep, she understood it could; it would.

She then tells them, shows them a book of an old Valyria tale. Of a promised prince that would change the course of things by befalling a deep sleep that could only be interrupted by an act of true love. Everyone was freaking out then. They all try their best. His mother sits by his side and cries for hours, saying how sorry she is for how he treated him all this time. It was never his fault that her girlhood had been robbed from her so soon. She promised to try and be the mother he and his siblings deserved. His big sister was next. She talked to him about stuff from her youth, how she remembers him as a child, how curious and chubby he had been and how she wished she’d done more to create a familial both between them. How she wishes she had encouraged his and her children’s relationship more, for she knew that they all cared about each other, but she hadn’t cared enough. Viserys goes too, it’s a bit awkward but he talks to him, tells him tales of Old Valyria and their dragons. Awkwardly apologises for his neglect, promising to listen to him and Helaena more. His siblings circle him too, recalling their best childhood moments, they share laughs, they feel lighter. Aegon does not wake.

This goes on for a days, until finally his nephews visit him too. Luke talks to him first, little Joffrey is too young to remember their tales but is happy to listen and be included. Jacaerys remains silent for most of it. After a while, Lucerys gives him a knowing look and sighs, taking Joffrey’s hand and telling him that big brother wishes some time alone with uncle Aegon.

A shuddering breath leaves Jacaerys’ lips and he deflates. He approaches his uncle, sitting where Luke was just moments ago, and looks at him. His uncle looks pale, the dark circles under his eyes have gotten lighter upon his rest. He has light freckles that Jace hadn’t noticed before, and beautiful, thick lashes. His pretty lips look dry, and Jacaerys can’t help himself when he swipes his thumb over them, feeling the soft, patchy skin. He strokes his jaw in a feather-like touch; his uncle is so beautiful. He’s always thought so. His attention awlays made Jace’s heart flutter, especially when one day all of a sudden, after all those years, he’d appear on Dragonstone, wishing to speak to his mother. Everyone thought he’d lost his mind, that he was too deep into his cups to go back. But when no one seemed to take him seriously, he’d turn to Jace. No Luke or their cousins, but him. And suddenly Jace felt ten again, when he and Aegon were attached to the hip and Aegon would teach him all his mischievous ways. But this was different, he knew. His uncle was serious in what he was saying, almost manic with it.

When they all reunited in King’s Landing, there was a moment, when Aegon had lost all hopes of people believing him, that he had gone to Jace and he cried on his shoulder; muttering how it was too late and inevitable at this point. That he didn’t understand why he’d been given a second chance if it’d be pointless. Jace held him through it, and that’s when it’d happened. He’d fallen into the deep sleep in Jace’s arms and he couldn’t help him. Jacaerys felt like it was his fault for not showing his support more loudly. And now, almost a fortnight later, Aegon still sleeps.

“I-I’m… I’m sorry I didn’t visit sooner,” Jace takes one of his uncle’s hands in his. “I was busy trying to find a way to bring you back. And I have failed. Our last attempt and hope has not worked so far and I don’t know what to do.” He can’t contain the sob that escapes his mouth. “Please, Aegon. I need you to wake up. You’ve made it, everyone will believe you now. They’re sorry, for not seeing it sooner. I’m sorry—for not fighting harder for you, for not advocating for you loud enough.”

He rests his cheek on their intertwined hands and lets his tears fall. He continues to talk, saying that whatever it is Aegon saw or experienced, they will stop it this time. That they will be united as one house, like they were always meant to be. But not without him. Never without him. “We need you, uncle.” He says after a while, long after his tears have dried and he feels helplessly empty. “I need you.” Then he hesitates—but ultimately does it. He leans forward and presses his lips gently to chapped ones. With his shattered heart beating too close to his throat, he steps back, closing his eyes tightly before opening them again.

He takes one last look at his uncle and turns to leave.

And then…

“Jace?”

Jacaerys’ breath catches.