Summary: requested by @lagerthabjorn: 'Could you please do an imagine with bjorn, where he gets jealous over other men flirting with you and he gives you the silent treatment and you have no idea why he's ignoring you. Then you get frustrated with him ignoring you so you confront him at a feast why he's acting so weird somehow resulting in him leaving the feast and you running out to find him. You give up looking for him and return home just to find him there to confess his love for you and he doesn't like to share (BASICALLY A LOT OF FLUFF AND ROUGH SEX) Thank you 💗'

Meanings: (Y/N)= Your name

(Y/F/N)= Your friend's name

Warnings: Warnings: Bit of swearing and arguing along with sexual themes

My hands were red raw as I scrubbed away the blood from my armour. (Y/F/N) and I were sat by the river, finally getting round to these errands. I always forgot how hard this was.

"Urgh, I still have three more pieces to clean." I groaned, stopping for a moment.

"So do I. This is exhausting." (Y/F/N) dropped her things and laid back.

I copied her."We need slaves for this."

"You should have just asked me." I heard Bjorn's voice. Resting on my elbows, I watched as he approached us."I have many slaves that could have done that for you."

"Shouldn't you be training? I recall kicking your arse last time we sparred."

He smiled."I let you win. You're the one who needs to train if you're ever going to come raiding with me again."

"So how come I've survived every battle we've faced?"

"The Gods like you."

"Hello Bjorn." (Y/F/N) interrupted. They had never really gotten along, she didn't like the fact that Bjorn and I were closer.

His smile disappeared."(Y/F/N)."

"If I am in such dire need of training then perhaps I should search for a good teacher."

"Why look when he is standing in front of you?"

I pretended to shield my eyes from the sun, squinting into the distance."Who do you mean? You're standing in the way."

He shook his head, laughing."This afternoon. You'll know where to find me."

I watched as he walked away, only to be startled when I felt specks of water be flicked at me. Looking over at (Y/F/N), she had a fed up look on her face.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"I thought you were smart." she started to gather up her armour.

"What are you talking about?"

She stood up."You see, you've just proven my point. You don't see what is blatantly going on in front of you."

She walked away and I was too confused to go after her. What was she on about? Deciding to ignore it and blame it on her hate of Bjorn, I carried on cleaning, watching the blood now again the clear water.

Just as Bjorn had said, I went to meet with him in the training grounds. We would normally meet there before venturing further into the woods where we could train in private. As I waited, I felt eyes on me. There were already some men sparring with each other as I stood off to the side, but I felt that they were not fully concentrating.

"(Y/N), you are looking even more beautiful than the last time I saw you." Bard complimented as he walked up to me.

I refrained from rolling my eyes."Thank you Bard but you did see me yesterday."

"Exactly. Why are you stood here? Waiting for someone? Or are you here to watch me?"

"No I am waiting for someone."

"It seems that you have been waiting for a while. Come on, why don't I get you started?"

Bard was a little shit and even though I didn't want to be anywhere near him, a part of me was wanting to beat him up. He always underestimated the power of shieldmaidens, a huge mistake on his part. And what better way to pass the time? Agreeing to his offer, I unsheathed my sword, swinging it around to intimidate him; he was good at hiding this.

"Want me to go easy on you?" I smirked, preparing my stance.

"Aw, you're so cute."

This made me angry and I could not keep this at bay. As soon as he finished speaking, I lunged for him, swinging as hard as I could. Bard was a good competitor but I was hoping that his confidence would be his downfall. We went back and forth, both of us giving it as much as we had. But I had not trained for so long, this was starting to become tiresome, Bard had the upper hand. He cut my arm and my leg, causing me to stumble back. As I swung my sword at him again, he managed to block it and wrap his arm around me, turning me around so that my back was to him.

"Looks like you're in need of a training partner."

"She already has one." someone else chimed in.

I felt Bard's body be pulled away from mine. Turning around, I clutched onto my bleeding arm as I watched Bjorn throw Bard to the ground. Bjorn guided me away, his hand on my lower back as He scowled at the others who were watching. However, we didn't head in the direction of our secret training spot, instead back to the village.

"Bjorn, what about training?" I asked as we walked up to my home.

"You're hurt. We'll do it another day unless you find someone else to do it with." he spat.

"Bjorn-"

He interrupted me by pushing me inside, instantly heading towards where I kept any medical supplies. Without saying anything, he sat me down and started to clean my wounds. I was so baffled by his behaviour that I could not think of anything to say.

"You know I would never train with anyone else." I said.

He didn't reply. Bandaging up my injuries, he left all of a sudden, no goodbyes either. I scoffed out loud. Bjorn had always been stubborn and hotheaded though not like this.

A feast was being held in the great hall, however I was not there as I waited for Bjorn to arrive. We had decided to go together; it was more his idea but I didn't mind. The feast would have started a half hour ago, now I had to turn up late. Not wanting to waste anymore time, I left my home. It was dark out, everything was more dangerous like this. This made me walk there quicker. Just as the great hall came into view, a hand clasped down onto my shoulder. I shrieked out loudly, ready to attack whoever it was.

"Sigurd! Why would you do that?!" I scolded him, a hand over my beating heart.

He chuckled."You are never this jumpy. I am sorry for frightening you."

"It's alright. Shouldn't you be inside already?"

"I was...preoccupied." As the last word rolled off his tongue, a slave girl hurried out of the shadows, looking disheveled. Oh my.

"Right, of course you were. Well come on, I too am late."

He walked beside me."And why would that be?"

"Bjorn was supposed to escort me down here. It seems that he has all but forgotten me."

"How could anyone forget you?" the doors were opened for us."Your beauty is well known, not to mention the tales for being a strong shieldmaiden."

I laughed awkwardly."You are too kind. If you'll excuse me."

I quickly scurried away before he could take the conversation any further. When I felt a safe distance away, I grabbed a cup of mead and some food, scanning the room for any friends of mine. No one stood out to me, who knew where they could be amongst these crowds?

"(Y/N)! Come sit with us!" someone shouted out.

Turning around, I saw Asmund and Einar beckon me over to their table. I wasn't going to find anyone else for the time being, might as well join some company. Sitting in between them, we clinked our cups before downing our drinks.

"Where do you keep disappearing off to (Y/N)? We miss seeing your face everyday." Asmund leaned in closely.

I knew these men from raids and battles. We had saved others lives a number of times. Although they were not close friends, I considered them trusted companions.

"I have been busy." I lied.

"You should come by more often. I know that it is not just us that would like to see you." Einar added.

"And why is that?"

"Do not be so modest. Every man in this room wants you, they are desperate to know who holds your heart."

I avoided eye contact."I do not think that is true and nobody has my heart."

Asmund poured me another drink."I cannot believe you are not married yet. We should all be called mad men."

Being too polite to get up and bolt away from this awful conversation, I stayed a few ore minutes, using that time to subtly look out for any friend that could come rescue me. But I found someone even better. Bjorn was stood in a corner of the room sulking. We made eye contact and I knew this was my chance. Without really explaining my sudden absence, I left Asmund and Einar, almost running to my bestest friend.

"I never thought that I would get away from them." I grinned, standing next to Bjorn.

He didn't say anything.

I tried to sound cheerful still."Why did you not come get me? I was waiting for ages."

Still nothing.

"Bjorn? Bjorn why are you acting like this? Just this morning we were gone and ever since training you have been nothing but rude to me."

He tilted his head away from me.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? I have not done anything to hurt you nor be disrespectful which is what you're being right now!" my voice was slightly raised though it made no difference in the hall."We are best friends, best friends don't treat each other this way."

Bjorn crossed his arms, sighing dramatically. The nerve of him!

"What? Didn't get your scheduled fucking from your little slave, is that it? You've built yourself and have nothing to release it to?"

I had obviously hit a nerve as he pushed himself off the wall and stormed away. I didn't really think that my statement would affect him that much; I used to be jealous over a mere slave he used to fuck, she would steal all our time away. That was the only other time we argued, besides now of course. Frustrated with his childish antics, I rushed outside, trying to work out where he could have gone. This was going to take forever, he could be anywhere; even if I did go looking after him, I could be wandering into dawn. No, I wasn't going to waste my time on someone who wouldn't even tell me what was wrong. I was no longer in the mood for feasting or being surrounded by people, trudging all the way back home.

With a slumped posture, I signed as I locked the door, jumping for the second time that night when I turned to find Bjorn sitting at my table.

"I thought you would have stayed with your two new friends. Are they sharing you now?" he started.

I ignored his words."You're finally speaking to me?"

"So who does it work, one takes the back and the other the front? Or do they switch that around?"

"Bjorn!" I marched towards him."I am not fucking either one of them."

"Well if not them, how about my brother Sigurd? Or Bard?"

"I am not fucking anyone!" I shouted in his face.

"No you like to get off on the fact that every man pines after you, including me."

I had to process this."Wha-Bjorn, what did you just say?"

He stood up, easily towering over me."You don't understand do you?"

"No I don't. Bjorn you are never like this, we are never like this! Why must we be so cruel to each other?"

Bjorn gripped onto my hands, pulling me closer."I can't hide it anymore."

I waited for him to continue.

"(Y/N), we have been good friends for a number of years. But over that time I have started to care for you more deeply. I envision us being together, having a family. But when I see other men flirting with you, I know that I cannot say that I have claimed you; this makes me very angry."

"Bjorn, why have you never told me this?"

"If you hadn't felt the same, what would I do then?" he brushed some of my hair back."I could not risk losing you."

"You would have not lost me Bjorn, you would have me."

Out eyes never left each other."So I still have you?"

I nodded."Of course you do. Where else am I going to find a man that has been beside me since we were children? Has fought beside me in battle? Treats me like a queen?"

"Only in me. I will never share you. You will be mine and mine alone. So you understand?"

I eargerly nodded again only to be interrupted by his lips on mine. We deeply kissed each other, hand instinctively roaming each other's bodies. This was our chance to explore one another in a new light. My heartbeat sped up as I thought about all of this. Thinking more about it, I could never see myself with another man besides Bjorn. This was so right.

His hands slipped past my arse and down my thighs. I squealed as he lifted me into the table, roughly slamming my back onto it. He leaned over, his nose tracing my body, his breath making me shiver. My legs had a mind of their own as they spread for him.

"You have no idea how many times I have imagined taking you like this. To have you squirming beneath me as I claimed you." He pushed up my skirts, exposing me.

"Even when fucking other women?" I breathed out as his hands slid up my thighs.

"You were the only woman I ever thought about."

I made eye contact, smirking slightly."Then claim me Bjorn. Let the whole world know that I am yours."