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Rick and Shane had set up target practice on the farm and to say that you were no good would be an understatement. That was why Shane took you out the next day for some one to one practice.
Most of the time you couldn't stand Shane, but lately you found him tolerable and that was the only reason why you agreed to go out alone with him.
It had been well over two hours of solitary practice with Shane but you just couldn't get the hang if it, especially with the aggravating man behind you, constantly making little comments that weren't needed.
"Are you even trying Y/N?" He asked sassily causing you to turn and glare at him. "You haven't even hit the target once."
You rolled your eyes heavily before turning your back to him and muttering under your breath. "I'll do target practice with your face if you continue on baldy." Smirking, you readjusted your grip on your gun, convinced that the man in question hadn't heard you.
Unfortunately that wasn't true though as Shane had marched up to you and then pulled you towards him forcefully, making you drop your weapon in the process.
"What was that sweetheart?" He asked sharply as he stared you down. The fact that you could feel his breath on your face and could see even the smallest details of his was incredibly unnerving.
The funny thing was though, you didn't hate the close proximity between the two of you.
