Multi-Fandom Reader Insert One-Shots

Judgement Free (Paul Rovia)

Request: Paul rovia x best friend! Reader where her sleeve slips down and he notices her scars. She rushes off and aviods him for the rest of the day until he corners her and she tries to push past him but he won't let her and he confronts her about it? Very Fluffy and please make it long? Thank you 👉👈🥺❤️ -✨

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The sun leaked into your home in Alexandria, signalling it was time for you to get up and start your day. Today was the day Paul, your partner in crime (for all intents and purposes), was due to visit. Ever since you met you guys were thick as thieves. He was always a ray of light for you during this shithole of an Apocalypse and you always tried your best to be the same for him.

You slid out of bed and threw on some clothes, whichever were the least dirty, and your sweater. You were glad to weather was starting to cool off, wearing long sleeves and and sweaters was getting rough during the intense heat. You had scars along your arms and they weren't something you wanted people to see. Everyone has scars they earned from the apocalypse but yours were from before, from a darker time. Even with the seemingly end of the world where you were covered in dirt, blood, and walker guts your past kept you feeling insecure.

You shook your head at the memories and made your way out the door. There was no time to dwell on life before walkers, you had your best buddy and gardening to do. The day was a warm one, but thankfully bearable enough. You made your way to the gardens, saying hi to a few people and friends along the way. You saw a few people from Hilltop around so you knew Paul was probably at the gardens waiting for you. When you arrived you saw a few people working on different sections and then your eyes landed on Paul, who was leaning against a post.

His face lit up as he saw you approaching, "I was worried you were going to ditch me today."

"And not spend the day with my best friend? I wouldn't pass that up for anything." You grinned. "Well, maybe for a fresh set of clothes."

"I am glad to know you would leave me to work for a new set of clothes, (Y/N). I honestly would too." He snickered and handed you the tools necessary. "They want us to make a new plot and lines for future plants today."

"Sounds good. You got the left side and I'll get the right?"

"Sure. Whoever finishes first gets this can of soup I found."

"You're on, Jesus."

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You and Paul finished your sides at the exact same time, which made you both share a laugh. Paul picked up a canteen he had brought and took a quick swig and then offered it to you.

"It's water. You better drink some." He pushed it towards you more.

You grab it and knock back a sip, the some-what cool water did quench your thirst for the time being. "Thanks." You handed it back to him but notice his attention wasn't on your face. Your heart sunk when you followed his widened eyes to your somewhat revealed forearm. His blue eyes snapped to your face and you could feel a sense of anxiety and fear. You didn't want him to see this at all.

He went to open his mouth but you didn't want to hear what he had to say, the anxiety coursing through you was making you think a bit more irrationally. So you walked away from your friend, or more like rushed off from him. You didn't want to face his pity or even look him in the eye. It was a secret of yours you hadn't shared to your closest friend and you felt a sudden wave a guilt wash over you. He told you all of his past, but you couldn't share this detail to him? Or worse, he was disgusted at your past actions. That painful thought made you almost break.

You went over to Carols home to hide away, hoping she needed your help. You didn't necessarily wanted to avoid Paul, but right now you needed to clear your thoughts and emotions. Luckily, Carol needed help with organizing her supplies. Carol did ask why you weren't with Paul but she backed off when she saw the anxious look on your face.

When you finished helping out with Carol you peered out onto the street, looking out for Paul. You didn't see him anywhere so you took that as your queue to scurry off to the pantry to see if they needed assistance there.  With luck on your side, they needed a helping hand after someone left for the day. There were conflicting emotions and thoughts plaguing your mind and avoidance was your best idea in the moment.

You were stacking some cans in the back when you heard an all too familiar voice in the pantry.  You glanced between the shelves and saw Paul talking to the guy in charge today. Before you had a chance to duck away his eyes locked onto yours. You gulped and tried to escape quickly through the back although you knew he was going to follow you anyways. You dipped out the backdoor hoping he wouldn't be able to catch up.

"(Y/N) please." His voice stopped you in your tracks. Your heart beat was pounding in your ears as you looked for away to avoid the situation but saw your back door escape was futile. It was just a simple back yard with some boxes of found supplies. "(Y/N)..."

"What, Paul?" You sighed, trying to control how shakey your body felt in this moment.

"Why have you been avoiding me since the gardens?"

"Why do you think, Paul?" You said a bit harsher than intended.

"Is it about what I saw? (Y/N)-"

"I don't want pity. They were from a darker time in my life when I didn't know any better coping mechanisms." You turned to face Paul while your arms subconsciously wrapped themselves around your waist. You could feel the annoying sting of tears start to prick your eyes. "I feel like I am a shitty friend for not telling you after you told me so much-"

You were interrupted by your friend pulling you into a tight hug, resting his head against yours. "I don't hold any pity for you (YN). I was just a little shocked, but you are my closest friend I don't hold any bad judgement towards you at all.  I don't care that you didn't tell me before, it doesn't matter. We all have things we have trouble bringing up, so don't feel guilty about not telling me." 

You were a bit shocked, but couldn't say anything. You gripped onto the back of Paul's shirt and cried silently. He rubbed comforting circles into your back as you cried.

"I know my reaction wasn't ideal, but trust me when I say I love you dearly and you didn't judge me so I won't judge you."

"I love you too, Paul. And I am sorry I ran off and avoided you all day. I just didn't know how to face you after you saw. My mind was playing tricks on me and I thought you would be disgusted or something." You pulled away from him to look at his face. "Pretty silly."

"Nah, not silly." He chuckled and smiled. "We have a few more hours left until I have to go back to the Hilltop... How about we find Rick and prank him?"

"If we get in trouble it is hundred percent your fault."

"You would throw your best friend under the bus like that?"

"When it comes to messing with Rick? Yes." You both laugh. "Unless we are needed elsewhere, we can always just hang out in my house. I should have some old board games I found."

"Have I ever told you I kick ass in Monopoly?"

"No you haven't, and I am scared to see how true that is."