Daryl Dixon, Rick Grimes, Carl Grimes, Lori Grimes, Carol Peletier, Maggie Greene, Negan, Michonne, Glen Rhee, Aaron, Rosita Espinoza, Gabriel Stokes, Tara Chambler, Morgan Jones, Paul Monroe, Jerry, Ezekiel, Juanita, Shane Walsh, Andera, Abraham Fo...
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We were stuck on a highway and everyone went out searching for some supplies. I decided to stay back and clean my gun. I sat in the RV snacking on some chips Dale had found me. He knew I loved chips and he got me my favorite. He always knew so much about me, as I would tell him everything. He is just really easy to talk to and listens to everything I say.
I was talking the gun apart, cleaning the whole thing. The compartment, handle, everything. I poured out the bullets, letting them fall onto the table but one falls down on the floor, causing me to sigh as I bend down to get it. I look around and see it's under the table, all the way in the back. I crawl under and begin to reach for it but I get distracted as I hear a door open. Causing me to jump, hitting my head on the table. I curse under my breath as I rub my head.
"You alright?!" Dale asks worried. "What are you doing under the table?" He asks confused.
"A bullet fell." I say holding up the bullet that had fallen. I grunt as I get up. Dale holding me as he helps me sit down on the the chair. "Thanks." I say.
"Here." He says while walking to the cooler we had and got some ice and wrapped it in a towel. "Again, thanks." I say as I put the ice on my head, wincing as it hits the wound.
"Need help?" He asks as he sees my gun all pulled apart and spralled along the table. I nod as I sit back. He goes and sits next to me and puts my gun back together and cleans a bit that I had missed. After a few minutes he pushes my gun towards me along the table and flashes a small smile my way. I give him one back.
Our eyes lock and he begins to move closer. The gap between us disappears and our lips touch. The kiss begins a bit hesitant at first but soon deepens. The kiss wasn't ruff or too sexual, It was gentle. After a minute passes we both pull apart. Us are both smiling at each other as he holds my cheek, gently rubbing it.
"You're so beautiful." He says while pushing a hair from my face and putting it behind my ear. Causing me to smile more than I was, as he leans back in and we kiss again. Our hands start to roam. He pushed away, looking at me for consent which I gladly give him. As our hands roam, mine on his chest, his on my waist and going down.
I moan into the kiss as his hands roam my body. I soon get on top of him, slowly. Him holding my hips to keep me still and I pull off his bucket hat, throwing it on the counter near by. This caused him to laugh till our lips meet again. I pull away as my breath is literally taken away. We smile at each other once more but my eyes wonders to the window. My eyes winden as I see a herd of walkers. I gasp as I get off Dale's lap and pull him away from the window quickly.
He looks at me confused. "Walkers." I whisper to him and he pulls me outside, up the ladder, and on top of the RV. We hid there as the herd passed, him holding me close at the waist as we try and keep quiet.
