For You // R.G.

Chapter 96

The water running down my skin--

The clean water, I should say, running down my skin was indescribable. It was cool because I was sweating profusely for the last few weeks because of summer. There was shampoo and conditioner surprisingly, razors too. I was extremely appreciative when I finally got to shave my legs and armpits. I've been wearing long pants and a jacket to cover the hairy mess for the last few weeks, so now I can finally wear reasonable clothing.

Once I was out of the shower about ten minutes later, I picked up my towel and tried to air dry my hair as much as possible. I watched myself in the mirror as I did this, admiring my clean skin and hair. I felt refreshed, reborn. I had clothes on the sink that Maggie had given to me, she collected woman's clothes for all of us girls to wear. I had a black tank top and shorts with underwear and a bra laying there for me to put on. I felt so great putting on clean clothes on my clean body, it was something I missed.

Once I was dressed, I got out of the bathroom to let others use it. Glenn and Maggie rushed in together, giggling. I couldn't help but chuckle as I made my way down the hall, amused by their behavior. I then saw Rick standing at the end of the hall where the living room was, he hadn't taken a shower yet. I decided to start a conversation with him to be 'friendly.' Since we were supposed to be friends or whatever.

"Hey." I say, he looked over at me, his eyes cascaded over my body, I felt my cheeks redden. He then looked into my eyes, playing it as if he hadn't just checked me out. He smiles at me,

"You look clean." He still had a smile on his face, his eyes relaxed, something I hadn't seen in awhile.

"Yeah... The shower felt great." I say, and then out of the blue, my mind went to where Rick and I did it in the shower. It was back at the prison, early in the morning. I won't go into detail but I'll just say that it felt better than the shower I just took.

I stood there, I cleared my throat, trying to get my mind off the thought of his hands on my naked, wet skin. He had no idea what I was thinking about.

Rick's POV

"Daryl, you need a shower." Carol says in motherly tone. Daryl rolls his eyes and kept on cleaning his bolts. I then heard a familiar and warm voice,

"Hey." I looked over and saw Max leaning against the wall, she had her hair down and it was wet and wavy. Her face was clean, her long and toned legs weren't in tight skinny jeans, I admired them. I hadn't seen them in a long time, I hadn't seen her really. I looked back at her eyes,

"You look clean." I told her. I started thinking about when I'd take a shower. I couldn't help but smile thinking about the last time I took a real shower in a real bathroom, it was with max.

"Yeah... The shower felt great." She says. I look at her, she then looked away, almost like she was embarrassed by something. I wondered what, but she turned back and faced me with almost a fake smile.

"Are you thinking about what I'm thinking?" I finally ask. Her face turns bright red, her smile left.

"What?"

I chuckle, "when's the last time you've taken a shower?"

She smiled and bowed her head, "I was thinking about that for a little bit." She admits. She then laughs, looking up at me. I smile. I missed her.

"I just can't wait until you shave that animal of yours." She says, she reaches into my face and taps my beard. Even her coming in close proximities to me is triggering. The last time she reached toward my face was when she kissed me. It was strange being close to her again and not being able to be with her.