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.・゜-: ✧☾ ☽✧ :-゜・.
When Stella heard that Daryl and others were back with the antibiotics she didn't hesitate to sprint back into the prison. It didn't matter that she got exposed to the flu. All that mattered was that he got the medicine. After watching what happened to Glenn she couldn't waste a second.
It didn't take long for the sick ones to feel better. Ellie had insisted on staying to treat those who hadn't fully healed. Herschel gave her the label of Nurse Ellie after her heroic acts in the cellblock. They lost a lot of people, one of those included their doctor Caleb. Now that people finally felt better, the whole prison instantly looked more colorful. Despite their losses, most people from their group wore bright smiles, knowing that they had made it through yet another catastrophe.
Levi had shown up to their cell early in the morning when Stella was still asleep. He lightly snuck into their bed, trying not to wake her up, drifting to sleep while holding her which he had longed to do for days inside quarantine.
When morning came around she shot up so quickly when she felt him in their bed that he almost fell off. Her heart skipped a beat with experiment and she didn't waste a second to hug him. She pressed herself against his chest letting a few drops fall from her eyes as the suppressed worry that she had felt washed off her. She didn't let go and she never wanted to again. Every second that she had been away from him he had occupied her mind. The two stayed in each other's arms until the sun rose.
Stella who hadn't been sleeping much the last few days, finally slipped into a heavy sleep. Levi got up and admired her as he packed up the few belongings that he had brought to the isolation cells when she woke up.
"What?" She giggled seeing his gaze plastered on her.
"Nothing. You're just so beautiful." He leaned forward to kiss her forehead. Stella looked up at him, letting her hand wrap around the back of his neck to keep his face close to hers making the two stare at each other. Her gaze trailed down to his lips, planting a long and highly awaited kiss on them. The boy leaned deeper against her lips as he adjusted the way he was standing. He made his way onto the bed until he was on top of her, without breaking the kiss. He let out a soft groan against the lips that he had longed to feel again. Her hand traveled to the side of his face and the boy held himself up with his hands on the bed on either side of the girl's shoulders.
The two were so lost against each other's lips that they didn't even notice when the curtains to their cell were pulled aside by Daryl who imminently groaned, annoyed by the sight.
Hearing the man in the doorway, Levi was quick to his feet while Stella shot up into a sitting position on the bed.
"Get that shit out ma face, man." Daryl groaned on the other side of the now-closed curtain. Stella stared in front of her with her cheeks turning to a deep red color as she threw her head against the pillow in embarrassment.
