That F**cking Yankee

A New Feeling (SFW) - (Minor Fluff)

You awoke the next morning with a small fright, sitting up quickly you realized you were in your own cot. Looking around you then realized you were still wearing Dutch's jacket. Confused for a moment you thought how you were in your cot, you didn't walk back...

Dutch must of carried you back, places you in your bed, turned off your lamp, and deliberately left you in his jacket. With another blush on your face you felt a rush of feelings come to you, you wanted to squeal in happiness but scream in confusion. 

Standing up you checked out the sizing of his jacket on you, it was absolutely huge. The sleeves fell way past your hands and the back of the coat dragged on the floor. Giving a quick peak out your tent you laid eyes upon Dutch who was standing at his cot with a cigar in hand, watching the camp life awaken and the sun rising. Watching for a while you retreated inside and admired his jacket from up close. Taking it off you held it, felt the soft insides, the red properly kept silk that shined in the incoming light from the tent slits. 

Bringing up his jacket to your face you inhaled the scents that it held. It smelt so perfect, the same smell of last night when you had rested your head upon Dutch's shoulder. A wide smile crept onto your face as a out hale of a childish giggle fell out.

Giving a deep breath you went to your tent door, took a breather and walked out towards Dutch. Already you were shaking again, of course you were. Walking up to the man carefully you called out to him.

"M..Mr. Van Der Linde?" You asked softly.

"Hm?" He turned around to face you. "Oh! Miss. 'Y/L'" A smile quickly grew on his lips. 

"I.. Uh.. Came to return this" You said holding out his neatly folded jacket towards him.

"Oh, well thank you, my dear" He parked his cigar into the corner of his lips and took the jacket where he placed it on his bed. "I suggest you slept better last night?" He asked as he took the cigar from his mouth.

"Uh..U- Yes, thank you" You said as a smile got punched onto your face.

"Good" He nodded. "Your welcome to come see me any time if you have that nightmare again" He winked kindly.

"Thank you, Sir" You smiled more before you turned to see Arthur. "Arthur!" You yelled out.

"Y/N!" Arthur called back with a bright smile.

Running to him you latched your arms around his large shoulders. Danging from his neck you gave him a tight hug with a giggle.

"When did you get back?" You asked eagerly.

"Early this mornin" He replied legging you go.

Standing back your eyes flicked back to where Dutch was and you were surprised to see he was gone. Frowning you turned your attention back to Arthur who was now looking into his satchel. 

"I got you this- well, a guy gave it to me but I thought you should have it" He explained as he took out a metal pen.

"Holy cow!" You took it gently from his hands and admired it. 

"I thought you could use it for your sketching, since you draw a lot" He laughed with a nervous tone. 

"Thank you, Arthur!" You said in a happy squeal and pecked him on the cheek which left him shocked.

You could tell he blushed but he did a good job hiding it.

"Well, I gotta get going, gotta run into town for the camp supplies and some of my own stuff" He said as his eyes fell upon yours.

"Oh, could I come with you? I need to grab some things" You asked.

"Course" He replied putting a hand on his hip. "We'll take the wagon if you get the horses ready and I'll go ask around for what people need"

"Sure thing" You said as you ran off to your cot where you placed the pen into your satchel which you slung over your shoulder.

Getting changed into your regular jeans and shirt you popped on your hat along with your gun belt. Heading back towards where the wagon was you set up the two work horses, tying them to the wagon.

"Ready whenever you are, Arthur" You called out as Arthur was walking to Karen. 

Giving a little wave back at you you climbed up onto the passenger side where you began to doodle in your journal.