Brother's Keeper ¹ || The walking dead

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Early in the morning, Reagan found Riven sitting outside of the infirmary, sharpening his knife. Oreo was lying by him, and she lifted her head when she heard him, but she didn't greet him as she usually did. Instead, she huffed and laid her head back down on her paws.

He let out a small sigh, sitting down next to Riven, who didn't even glance at him or greet him. "Silent treatment, really? What are you, five?"

Riven continued sharpening his knife, making the blade sharper, more deadly. Reagan rolled his eyes a little, snatching the knife from him, gently grabbing Riven's chin to make him face him.

Blue eyes stared into his, and those beautiful blue eyes held a bit of anger in them. "We don't harm kids." Riven spoke, grabbing Reagan's hand and removing it from his chin. "That includes teenagers, Reagan. They're still kids."

"Says the one who killed four kids." Reagan mumbled under his breath, but Riven still heard him. He clenched his jaw, snatching his knife back from Reagan.

"That was different, and you know that. Michonne, Daryl, and I didn't want to kill those kids. You know I tried to convince them, you..I told you." Riven deeply sighed, "We had to save Judith."

Riven glanced towards the door to the infirmary where Lydia and Madi were. Enid was looking over Lydia's injuries. "Her name was Dee before all of this,"He turned his head to look at Reagan, who furrowed his eyes in confusion.

"Alpha. Her name was Dee. She was um..she was my foster mom for a while. For like half a year." Riven chuckled, "My dad was M.I.A at the time. Merle got himself and Daryl arrested, so I was by myself,"

"The only reason why the social worker got me was because I was arrested for stealing. Dee, she was trying out this whole foster thing, and I was her first kid to be thrown at her." He explained.

"The first week was chaos, but the second week, I warmed up to her and..I didn't want to leave her home cause it was safe, safer than my own, but Merle and Daryl got out and I couldn't stay with her. She called me every once in a while to check in on me." Riven let out a deep sighed.

"The calls stopped after a while. It was mostly my fault. I avoided the calls after my brother's found out. Dee said she had to do what she needed to survive, to protect her daughters." Riven told him, standing up.

"I'm gonna do what I need to do to protect those kids, Reagan. Either you're with me or you can find another place to sleep." Riven walked into the infirmary, and Reagan watched him go.

"I'd take that as trouble in paradise." Reagan turned his head and saw Tara approaching him with a small smile. "Come on, walk with me."

Reagan stood up and fell in step with Tara with a deep frown. "I'm sure if Riven could, he would divorce me at the moment."

Tara snorted, chuckling, "Dude, if he didn't love you, you'll be dead at the moment." She laughed at the look Reagan gave her. "What? I'm just saying you're an asshole."

"Oh, I'm sorry that I get pissed whenever he decides to joke about killing himself while he's depressed." Reagan sarcastically said, deeply sighing. "I just.. I'm trying to protect him, but all he does is fight against me. Even brings Mer and Dylan into it. Those two are always on his side, kinda stings, but honestly, I don't care. If they had to choose, I'm glad they chose Riven."

Tara halted her walk, spinning around to face Reagan, "Dude, how long have you been married to Riven? Almost, what five years? And here, I thought you would learn by now." She shook her head at him.

"You are simply an overprotective idiot with zero brain cells when it comes to Riven." Tara told him, and Reagan scoffed.

"Right." He shook his head, "It's not that. He doesn't care that I'm a bit overprotective. We've.." He sighs, "It's been a while since the two of us started fighting, mostly over little things. At first, I chalked it up to us being stressed, but then it sorta just takes us longer to talk and make up -"