《rick grimes x reader》part sixteen: a good night.
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It was dark. Everyone was sat at the fire. Eating away at the food, which was obviously fish. But ... no complaints. This was good. Everybody was silent as we devoured our food.
Amy: "So, how's everyone's food?" she asks and looks at the whole group. You can feel Rick's eyes on you as you eat. See, this game sure is fun.
Princess: "It's delicious!" she says with her mouth full.
Dale: "Oh Amy it's divine! Who caught these?"
Andrea: "Maggie mostly. She did all the hard work!"
Maggie: "Oh please! You and Amy did the most." she chuckled. A familiar voice was then heard from the woodlands behind us.
Glenn: "Damn you're all eating without me?" he says.
Maggie: "Glenn!" she gets up from sitting down and runs up to him, hugging him.
y/n: "We saved you some silly." you hand him his plate. He takes it and smiles at you. Sitting next to Maggie, he devours the fish. I wonder what he was hunting. Or ... if there's anything else to actually hunt for.
Shane: "Did you manage to get anything Glenn?"
Glenn: "Few deers here and there. Some squirrels too."
Merle: "Not too bad Chinese boy!" he laughs.
Glenn: "I'm Korean." he bluntly says.
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Dale: "That was great Amy, Andrea and Maggie." he smiles before getting up and heading to his tent.
You finish yourself and wait for Sasha and Ty too as well. Carol was silent the whole time. She barely touched her food. Sophia was sat next to Carl. She seemed happier in a way. A few minutes pass and Sasha and Ty are finished. They both stood up and followed you.
y/n: "Okay so you guys can take my tent tonight." you point towards the tent.
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Ty: "Are you sure?" he asks.
y/n: "Yeah, i'll sleep with Maggie, it's okay." you smile and say.
Sasha: "Thanks." she hugs you before taking off her backpack.
They both head into the tent as you head back to the fire. Carl and Sophia are half asleep. Rick hadn't finished his food yet.
y/n: "I'll take Carl to bed. Which tents yours?" you ask before picking Carl up. Rick looks at you and points towards his tent. You take Carl to the tent and place him into his bed. He was very tired. I tucked him in and placed a kiss on his forehead. He opened his eyes and held my hand. I looked at his tiny hand lay ontop of mine.
y/n: "Goodnight Carl. Sweet dreams." you smile and stroke his head. He turns around before letting go from your hand. I glanced at him one last time before leaving the tent. After leaving the tent, i bump into someone. It was Rick. You both apologise at the same time which makes you both laugh.
y/n: "He's fast asleep." you say.
Rick: "Thankyou, for doing that. He hasn't had that in a very long time. Apart from me carrying him but a woman? It's been years." he says smiling faintly.
y/n: "It's the least i could do. He's a great kid." you say before walking past.
Rick: "y/n." he says.
You turn to face him. He's looking at the floor.
Rick: "You have no tent tonight right?" he asks
y/n: "I'm going to sleep in with Maggie." you say and turn to look at her tent. However, you see Glenn and Maggie both enter her tent with smiles on their faces. I won't interrupt them. They have something good after all.
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y/n: "Well ... i was." you turn to look at Rick and laugh.
y/n: "It's fine, i'll sleep on top of the van." you shrug and head towards your old tent to collect your backpack. You grab your bag and head towards the van. The sky was beautiful, it'll sure be a nice view.
Rick: "You can't be serious y/n." he says as he watches you climb up the van.
y/n: "Oh I'm serious." you say confidently. He walks towards you and climbs up after you.
He grabs your leg as you laugh out loud. You lay on your back as he pounces on top of you. His hands next to each side of your head with a devilish smile on his face. You reach for his face with one of your hands. He doesn't flinch. He closes his eyes as your soft skin is placed on his cheek. Andrea said he puts up a wall for everyone else yet ... he's so soft with me. But why?
Rick: "y/n." he says softly looking into my eyes. He leans in, his lips soft on mine. My hand reaches the back of his head. His curls twirling with my fingers.
I kiss him back, slowly yet innocently. He closes his eyes as he puts one hand on my waist. I pull away to look at him. His cheeks red from the cold, his soft hands touching my waist, his heart racing as i look at him with eager eyes. I kiss him on his cheek slowly as he whispers: "you're beautiful y/n." He looks at me as i embarrassingly blush. He laughs before i push his body off of me. Laying next to me, we watched the dark gloomy sky. The wind swayed the dead twigged trees. The night was perfect. Everything felt perfect.
y/n: "You should get back to Carl." i say whilst looking at him. He stares at the sky without an answer.
Rick: "You know i'm not going to let you stay out here all night." he says whilst staring above.
y/n: "I have no choice Rick."
Rick: "Are you dumb?" he looks at you and laughs.
You laugh out of confusion.
y/n: "Is that a rhetorical question?" you ask.
Rick: "You're staying in with me. Come on." he gets up and grabs your bag.
y/n: "But-"
Rick: "Don't make me carry you."he raises an eyebrow.
You get up and follow him as he gets off the van. You both enter the tent and see Carl fast asleep.
y/n: "Do you have any spare blankets?" you whisper.
Rick: "For what?" he asks.
y/n: "So that i can sleep over there." you point to the far corner of the tent, quietly speaking.
Rick: "Get in." He grabs your arm and pulls you into the sleeping bag. You lay facing him. But he was already looking at you. Biting his lip lightly.
y/n: "Did any of that ..."
Rick: "It did."
How did he know what i was going to sa-
Rick: "You're a good kisser love." he says before darkening the light in the tent. You smile at his words and close your eyes.
y/n: "Goodnight Rick." you quietly say before heading off to sleep.
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