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Imagine comforting Shane after his fight with Rick.

You watched as the two walked away from eachother and instantly made your way towards Shane who sat on a rock, his head buried in his hands

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You watched as the two walked away from eachother and instantly made your way towards Shane who sat on a rock, his head buried in his hands.

You sat next to him and smiled.
"You look rough, come here." You whispered, turning his face to look at yours.
"I'm fine Y/N."
"No you aren't..." You gazed at the blood coming from his head. "Jesus Christ Shane."
"Look Y/N stop fussing I'm fine."
"No Shane, listen to me, this needs to be cleaned. Now come on. Please."
You took him by the hand and led him back to the farm. He wrapped his arm around your waist as you walked.

You made him sit in a chair as you walked to get a first aid kit. You sighed dabbing a cotton ball with antiseptic, before dabbing it on each of the wounds on Shane's face. He gazed at you the entire time in awe as you continued to patch him up. You went to the sink and washed your hands.

Shane stood and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You hummed and smiled, turning back to Shane cupping his face in your hands and kissing him.
"Now will you stop picking fights with Rick?" You begged.
He sighed and smirked slightly. "Maybe."
You kissed him once more and embraced him.

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