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⟣ ‌ ࣪ ִ 𝝑𝑒 ❪ part four ❫

PART FOUR
PLEASE HOLD MY HAND

(explanation: there wasn't much
of ellie and joel in the third episode so that part wasn't needed. brief suicide will be mentioned in this episode, please be warned.)

MISHA STOOD INSIDE a bathroom wearing an entirely different set of clothes, he had on a black t-shirt with another shirt underneath that had black and red stripes for sleeves, he had on his watch which was given to him as a present from his father, even though he had passed away long ago— his father kept that box for a reason.

he had wore some black high waisted jeans also, he still had kept his boots on though, he would never take those off. he looked at himself in the mirror, he reached for his bandage and fully took it off, he would wrap it around his left arm again in a few.

when he analyzed it, he saw all the bite marks from previous infected on his arm, he noticed how he wasn't turning yet— his immunity was..something.

he then sees a PG-13 magazine, his eyebrows raised with curiosity as he tilted his head, he reached to touch it but took a step back.

"eh. not gonna touch that." misha whispered to himself before grabbing his backpack and putting back on his jacket.

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you sit next to misha on the ground as the both of you were eating, it was from a ravioli can— these things definitely came in handy when needed.

while you were eating misha was reading a magazine, "oh-- look at this, crossword puzzle." he says with a grin.

"crossword? that's like-- my favorite thing to do on most magazines." you say while reaching to grab it but misha moves it out of your reach.

"hey!" you exclaimed slightly.

"let me finish reading." misha grinned and nudged your shoulder playfully before going back to reading.

joel watched the interaction between you and misha, one of his eyebrows raised. he still wasn't sure about misha and ellie but..they were slightly growing on him, just slightly, not too much just yet.

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you grabbed your own sleeping bag, misha grabbed his own and flattened it out next to yours, he tucks some of his hair behind his ear before turning towards you.

"hey..uhm," misha clears his throat. "if you wanted, we could read a book together? it's this book called 'under pressure' and it's a horror book. is horror your favorite?"

"yeah! i like horror, just...not real life horror. but considering the world we live in we know nothing but survival and horror." you explained, misha nodded in agreement.

"wanna read together?" misha asked as he reached and turned off the lantern, you nodded. he grabbed his flashlight and you laid your head on his shoulder, watching as he read flawlessly through the pages.

you listened to him read as you kept your head laying on his shoulder, he glanced at you for a second before a soft smile made its way onto his lips.