What Am I Doing?

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(Vincent's Pov)

As Clementine and I were watching the Walkers just limp on wherever they could I would just hold her hand and caress it a bit. She didn't seem to mind the interaction; I didn't mind it at all if I was going to be honest with myself at this point.

"So, you keep joking about me and if I had a boyfriend.... Could I ask the same?" She asked and I chuckled a bit and smiled as I looked to her then her hand.

"Uh... no.... no boyfriends at all." I tell her and she giggled just a bit.

"What about a girlfriend" She asked and I licked my lips a bit and took a breath.

"I did.... A year ago." I say and she looks to me.

"It was... Minerva.... Tenns sister." I admit and I looked down.

"I'm so sorry." She says and I shake my head and I look to the walkers.

"Don't be.... For a year I though Minnie was dead.... And I blamed myself everyday since then.... That it was my job to keep her safe, to.... Make her happy and all that mushy junk." I say as I look at Clementine. She was looking at me with those beautiful amber colored eyes, god were they beautiful.

"I wouldn't take you as the mushy romantic type." She says and I chuckle.

"Neither did Minerva, but I can prove you wrong like I did her." I say and immediately turn red at my statement.

"I mean uh... well.... Uh.... Forget what I said." I tell her and she laughed.

"No, no it's fine.... So how do you date in the apocalyptic times where walkers have taken over and try to bust into your home?" She asked as a joke and I chuckled and I held our hands up a bit.

"We'd hold hands a lot.... I once took her to the fishing shack for a date, we caught some big fish back then too.... We would take a walk in the woods when we had to get some sticks for the fire.... Before Marlon made the safe zone, I took her into the town once where we found this big huge industrial sized pudding.... Now I wanted to eat it all but we brought it back for the others to have a share." I say as I look to her.

"Did you two ever.... Kiss?" She asked and I nodded.

"Yea... but only after I've shaven, she said my facial hair tickled her." I joked and she smiled.

"Oh, I know that, when my dad use to kiss my cheek it would just tickle my face." She says and I smile at this.

"Well just imagine how many razors I went through during those times, sometimes I wish I had a razor now, I had gotten so use to shaving so much." I tell her.

"I think you look cool, maybe trim it a bit but not shave it." She says as she strokes my face gently with her free hand. I nod a bit at this and she smiled at me and I look back to the walkers. There weren't that many out tonight, I'd say maybe five or six, they weren't bothering anything but I did get a bit bored. I slowly let go of Clementines' hand and I stand up to my feet to go and grab the spare bow we keep up here and I grab an Arrow and I aim at one of the walkers. Once I think I have a good shot I release the arrow and it hits the walker right in the head and I smirk.

"Nice." I say to myself and I look to Clementine who clapped quietly and I rolled my eyes.

"Want to try?" I asked and she gets up and I hand her the bow and I get behind her as I help her pull back and aim.

"It's not exactly like shooting a gun but, you use your finger as a sort of guide." I say as I hold my index finger out and she does the same.

"Keep a cool head, calm, and breath a bit." I say and she does as she's told and I point it at what I suppose is a female walker and I aim the arrow at its head and I move my head slightly to Clementine as she has a good hold on the bow and arrow. I place my hands on her hips gently and she takes a breath and releases the arrow, missing.

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