Grounder Pounder (under editing)

Camp

Lincoln's POV
"Let me check your wound" I pleaded
"No it's fine" she said but it was still bleeding.
"It's still bleeding" I said.
"I tell you what, I need training so fight me, if you win you can dress my wound but if I win you don't" she said with a face full of confidence.
"Alright COCKY" I said.
She raised her fists ready to fight. this could be a challenge because her hand to hand combat is pretty good.
"Go" she said going to punch me. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her in for a hug. we laughed and fell on the bed. We stared into each other's eyes for about 5 seconds. Before she got up and let me care for my wound.
"Hmmm.. its deep, I will need to seal it with a hot knife" I said
Her eyes widened
"Okay" she said shakily I handed her a torch and a knife.
"Heat the blade" I said
When it was hot I placed it on her cut. She moaned in pain. I gave her a sympathetic look and then hugged her.
"Right I am going to train" she said before grabbing her axe
"You should get some rest, we can train tomorrow" I said before getting on the floor.

Octavia's POV
I woke up in the night freezing. Tiny shorts and one of Lincoln's tops were not keeping me warm.
"Lincoln you up" I asked.
"Yeah the sound of you shivering is not helping" He said getting in the bed and started spooning with me. I smirked.
"Sure come in my bed". He laughed.
"How are you so warm" I said turning around to cuddling him also realising he is topless.
"We should get some sleep" I said putting my head down to go to sleep and he pulled me closer to him. It felt good.
I woke up by myself in the tent. I got washed and dressed then headed to the training grounds. Lincoln was there teaching our hunting group how to use a bow.
I hurried into the group of people and lincoln had a bit of a attitude.
"Blake your late" he said with a questioning look on his face.
"What" I said annoyed
The others looked at me like I have a death wish.
"What with the attitude" He asked
"Oh do I have a fucking attitude do I" I hollered.
"Yes now get off the training grounds before I kill you" he said throwing a knife passed me skimming my cheek.
"Okay" I said raising my hands in surrender and walking off the training grounds.
I was wandering around camp helping people and earning a good name for myself.
After I was in my tent sharpening my axe when Lincoln came in.
"Hey do you wanna go on a hunt just me and you?" He asked with his normal grin on his face.
I hesitated before frowning.
"No" I said pushing past him. He blocked me with his arm.
"Is everything alright buddy" He questioned.
"Yeah buddy" I said emphasising the buddy. I walked into the training ground to blow off some steam. I was in my armour.
Lincoln came up to me when I was throwing my knives at a tree.
"Hey you wanna duel" he said.
"No" I said
"Why"
"Because I don't want to be around you" I said stopping and turning to him.
I could see the hurt in his eyes, not the fake kind of hurt, real hurt. it was upsetting me so I retreated to the forest for a bit of relaxation.
I waited until I knew he would be asleep to return. He was asleep on the floor so I just crept in and put out the fire and got in bed.
He was sleeping on the floor but he was right next the bed which was scary because I have a habit of falling off the bed so I put a pillow wrapped in blanket there so it would stop me.