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joanxofxdark:

The smaller of the two let one of her arms wrap across his chest, letting her hold herself closer to him as she tilted her head to look up at him, only seeing how he glanced up at the ceiling, while his hand stroked her head and down into her hair, asking her to tell him she’d been okay. Joan bit down on her bottom lip, taking a deep breath of air through her nose. “I can’t completely do that..” she said quietly, having previously promised each other not to lie, she intended to keep that promise..  “It’s been difficult, but i’v managed..” she said quietly while continuing to peer up at him.

Nathan wasn’t entirely fond of what that meant. Had she been attacked? Hungry? A hundred different scenarios were running through his mind, and he feared the constant motion of thoughts would halt him from falling asleep anytime soon. His jaw gritted for a moment, before he willed it to relax. “Will you tell me everything--” Nathan glanced towards her. “--When my leg is better?” He pulled his lower lip into his mouth, playing with the flesh until he released it. “Because I want to know. You don’t have to hide anything from me.”

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lilxjoan:

Her body fit like a glove against his, finding that he was made for her.. and that he was her soulmate, there weren’t a doubt in her mind about that.. And as she felt his hand slide down her side, going from one place to another before hitting her hip, and how his fingers continue to move around her skin, it all making her eyes feel heavier, and for a moment they closed again listening to him speak, her eyes opened again and looked up at him. “Almost feels like nothing happened..”

But things did happen. Things that still had his stomach churning with nausea--a concoction of loss and devastation. Nathan bit his tongue for now, for voicing such thoughts had got them here in the first place. He sighed deeply, as if the sound itself said everything that he needed to say. Nathan was so tired, of everything. It was only Joan tying him here, and the thought made him feel ashamed. As he looked up at the ceiling, his hand stroked the strands of her hair. “Tell me everything has been okay since I’ve been gone.”

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joanxofxdark:

Joan did her best trying to get him back up on his feet, she wasn’t as strong as she had been the night before, with the lack of adrenaline running through her body.. But with some of his help they managed to get him back up, and over to the bed. Letting him collapse onto it, she was about to pull a chair up to the bed so that she could sit besides him, but before she’d even got to turn around she heard his voice, telling her to lay down with him. The woman tilted her head to the side before smiling slightly and climbed up on the bed, laying down besides him she cuddled up against him, not helping but close her eyes for just a second..

Like a puzzle piece, she slotted against his side as if she were meant to be there. Many nights, both forbidden and legitimate, Nathaniel had thought this. She was so small against his larger frame, and he revelled in it. Once they were comfortable, Nathan allowed his palm to slide along the curves of her side. From her shoulder, along the ribcage, towards her shapely hip. His hand found its home there, his rough fingers drawing patterns on the sliver of skin exposed. She was so soft. “Mm. I couldn’t ever forget how good this feels.”

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joanxofxdark:

she could never get enough of hearing him say that, she’d gone almost a year without hearing his voice saying those words. Her eyes still looking at his despite him having his gaze tilted down but she didn’t think any of it, letting him deal with things the way he needed.. Forgetting the fact that he was hurt, but she was quickly remembered of that as he spoke, telling her he needed help to get back up. “Oh! Oh, yes.. i’m sorry..”  she said and got one last kiss, letting it linger for a moment before letting go again, for a moment she’d done it out, somewhat as an impulse as if he’d leave the second she helped him up, though she knew he probably couldn’t go anywhere.. Her hands dropped from his face, and got herself up before taking his hands about to help him back up.

His answering chuckle was quiet, albeit a little pained. Nathaniel always loved how easily Joan could slip into oblivion like this--completely forgetting where she was, and just living in the moment. That’s how this all started after all. She kissed him again, and his eyes fluttered closed for a brief moment before opening once more. Nathan took her hands, careful to leverage his weight onto his good leg as he stood. Joan was a slip of a woman, she might not be able to take all his weight. But then again, she still managed to get him in the house in the first place. With her aid, Nathan ambled towards the bed, proceeding to collapse upon it. “C’mere. Lay with me.” Nathan wanted to talk. All was quiet, but his mind was far from it. They needed to catch each other up.

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joanxofxdark:

Just the feeling alone of how his hand tangled itself up in her hair, only made her want more of him, before finding it found its spot at the nape of her neck, and the grip he had on her grew slightly stronger, and she loved it. And the sound of the groan that left his lips before the kiss broke too just left her craving more, her breathing and heartbeat being just as heavy and irregular as his. But what happened next she hadn’t expected knowing how bad he’d been hurting before, but before she even knew it, he had gotten the two of them off the floor, she wrapping her legs around him, while her arms continued to stay around his neck where she continue to hold on. Finding his forehead to rest against hers, her eyes shut slightly, not wanting to cry again. But it all got hard hearing him talk, and the shakiness in his voice. But the more he spoke, she knew she could’t hold herself back. And the moment she opened her lips to speak, small tears came rolling down her cheeks while she shook her head. “I know– I know you didn’t mean to.. I didn’t either.. We couldn’t have..” she mumbled, while her hands moved to cup both sides of his face. “I just love you so much ok..”

“I love you too.” His eyes downcast as he felt her tears fall onto his cheek. Nathaniel feared that if he met her gaze head on, he too would succumb to his emotions. He breathed in deeply, the dopamine that coursed through his veins at the effect of their kiss beginning to dissipate as pain took hold. Nathan wished that he could hold her like this forever, but the damage in his leg had been done. He bit back a wince, but the way in which his fingers clung to her waist spoke volumes. “I feel like I’m still dreaming. I’ve been looking for you for so long.” Nathan inhaled yet again, with so much force that he felt as if he had rattled his bones. “But Ducky, you’re going to have to help me. I don’t think I can get up.”

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miran-chang:

     “And why do you think that?” Miran asked curiously, wondering what the man didn’t believe he’d be a good student. “If it makes you feel any better, I was terrible at playing when I first began to learn. I could never get my fingers in the right position and I couldn’t maintain a beat. And look at me now! All I needed was time, patience – which is so hard to do –, and the belief that I can do it!”

“I’m old. My brain isn’t like a sponge anymore,” Nathan smiled. It was refreshing to see such a bundle of optimism, a feat that seemed to have gotten lost along the way. “Fine. When I’m up for it, I may accept your offer. It’d be nice to keep busy.”

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joanxofxdark:

Joan couldn’t even remember the last time they had shared a kiss like that, it had to have been months before they lost each other.. a kiss that was so crammed full of emotions, and mostly just the sense of having missed something so much, and how in a world where nothing seemed familiar, there was one thing that did, something that always felt like it gave her a place where she belonged.  And feeling Nathan deepening the kiss, she was soon to follow, keeping herself close to him.

His hand tangled in her hair, his fingers tracing along the hairline at the nape of her neck. The hold grew possessive--thoughts of losing her again, of all he had done to get back to her, being the cause of the action. The intense need to barricade the door and never set foot in sunlight grew increasingly tempting. A low groan escaped Nathan, the culmination of relief and the sheer entity that is Joan making him feel as if he were going crazy. He broke the kiss, breathing heavily. His heartbeat was erratic--could she hear how fast it was beating? With the hand that wasn’t tangled in her hair, Nathan hefted himself up off of the floor, taking Joan with him. He rested his forehead against hers. “I’ve missed that. I’ve missed you.” Nathan’s voice was shaky. “I wish I could have taken it all back. To not... leave you, like that. I just want you to know that I was always going to come back.”

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joanxofxdark:

The small woman held on for dear life, scared that if she let go she’d lose him again if she did, totally forgetting the fact that he was injured. Joan was way too caught up in the moment, and the realization that the man she’d thought she’d lost had somehow showed up again. But listening to what he said, her hands got a grip of his shirt and her eyes shut if only for a few moments, while her face was still buried into his chest.. And as he said he’d missed her, and how he was sorry, she pulled slightly away to look at him, leaning forward letting her lips press against his if only for a moment.. 

Big, scarred hands roamed the length of her delicate spine. Nathan had always loved how small she felt in his arms, but now, he felt as if she would break in half if he crushed her to his chest the way he wanted to. Then again, they were both a little worse for wear. Even so, that didn’t mean he had to like it. Once she pulled away, a frown pulled at the lines of his forehead. Nathan had set upon pulling her back towards him before she leant in to press a kiss against his lips. With an instinct ingrained in him, Nathan’s own mouth moved against hers, deepening the kiss. It was a taste familiar and sweet--it reminded him of HOME.

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sebastianactingout:

Sebastian let go of the other’s hand, after he responded. “I mean that’s a fair trade,” he added before thinking of where he could stay. It was hard enough finding clear spaces out here, but he was willing to help find a place for this guy. Maybe it could help build some trust. “Well, there’s always the forest, but I know that’s a bit of a hike and it can be a little stressful out there. As for physical places like homes, they’re rare, but I can help you try to find one and clear it.”

Nathan looked at the other skeptically. His eyelids narrowed slightly. He wanted to trust the guy, he really did. But Nathan had lost all he had owned to the road--muggers, the undead. The bane of his existence. So realistically, there wasn't anything to steal. “You would do that? You don’t know me.”

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babies

“Making a baby was the best thing I ever did. Now, the thought of it makes me sad more often than not. Especially after everything that’s happened.”

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miran-chang:

     Miran nodded in agreement, smiling widely. “Yeah. It helps me get out of my own head, if that makes sense.” She looked over at him, a thought popping in her head. “I can teacher you if you want?” Miran suggested.

A quiet tsk of disappointment sounded. “’Friad not, honey. Not at the moment.” He cast his eyes towards her, almost blinded by her beam. He supposed teaching him would be a challenge, and a way to pass the time for her. “I don’t think I’m in a fit enough state to be a good student.”

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sebastianactingout:

As soon as the other asked about her name, he figured he’d answer due to how helpful he could be. “Charlotte, Charlotte Andrews. And, I’m Sebastian Andrews,” he introduced with his hand extended to the other. “Thanks, and did you want anything? I can pay you in snacks, I have a few in my bag. It’s the least I could do.”

Nodding, the Nathan came to his feet. He took the name on board, hoping he’d remember it once he was rid of the fuzziness that surrounded his mind. Taking his hand, Nathan knew his own grip wasn’t as firm as he would of liked it to be. “Noted. I’m Nathan,” he didn’t indulge further--identities become lost in the apocalypse anyway. “You can pay me with information. Know of anywhere I can stay?”

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joanxofxdark:

That was it, that was all she needed to know it was him, it was really him. And she kinda broke, ignoring what he said and simply just threw her small body against him, her her small arms around his neck and held onto him for dear life. And before they probably both even knew it, or mostly Nathan knew it they were on laying on the floor. The small woman on top of the male, hugging him tight while tears continued to trickle down her cheeks.. “Oh shut up for once and don’t you dare let go..” she muttered into his chest.

A pained grunt left the confines of his chest at her sudden weight, but the familiarity of it had his arms instinctively wrapping around her despite his discomfort. Nathan pressed his face into her thick head of hair, inhaling deeply. Now there was no way he could have been dreaming THIS. Wetness hit his collarbones, and his hold tightened. “I won’t, not even if the hounds of hell were nipping at my heels.” His eyes closed for a moment. “God, I’ve missed you. Everyday. I’m so sorry, baby.”

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joanxofxdark:

Joan’s eyes widened as she watched his hands reach up to her face, pushing strands of hair away from her face. Before the mans hand rested upon the side of her face, his thumb stroking her cheekbone.. His touch sent a warm feeling through her body as well as butterflies through her stomach in a way only Nathan could, but she didn’t dare to think it was him, or that was until the man spoke up, saying her name, calling her the things Nathan had called her.. And at that she somewhat broke, her eyes filled up, “Nathan…?” she said, her voice cracking half way through, as the tears only started to run down her cheekbones.. lifting her own hand that was just as trembly, she too reached up to his face, feeling his skin under the pads of her fingertips.

She wanted to throw herself on him, hold him tight. But she was still scared it was her brain playing games on her. That she was actually losing it despite how real everything was and felt, but this had happened before, she thought she’d found him, but it had only been her mind playing tricks on her.. 

It all felt too real to be a figment of his imagination. Her sweet smell permeated the air, but the familiarity of it did nothing to tame his rapid heart. It was wild, the beating of it becoming dangerously fast. Her fingertips on his face had his eyelids fluttering for a moment, but he opened them quickly to resume his perusal. He feared that if his eyes closed, he may fall asleep again. Nathan blinked repeatedly, swallowing back the rising emotion. 

“It’s me. What did I tell you about helping strangers, Ducky?” 

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sebastianactingout:

His hopes sank as the other shook his head in response. After the guy hoped he would find her, he gave a nod. “Thanks, and I apologize for wasting any of your time. Is there anything I can do to make up for that?”

Nathan noticed the way his face fell. He couldn’t help but feel bad for the kid. “I promise to keep an eye out for her. What’s her name?” Nathaniel shook his head. “You haven’t wasted my time.”

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dxnnyjxhnsxn:

“We should help each other right? We’re meant to be surviving, not watching each other die, or at least that’s my philosophy on the world, some people’s are different, most of the time they want to kill you.” Danielle explained, she’d almost been killed multiple times before but always saw the positives in this life, that being that she was alive and putting up a right, not being some submissive child when it came to fighting. 

Nathan allowed himself a small smile, despite his grievances. “Truer words have never been spoken.” He conceded as he began rubbing a palm on his aching thigh. Nathan turned towards her, his features growing solemn. “Are you speaking from experience?”

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miran-chang:

     A small blush graced Miran’s cheeks at the man’s compliment. She looked up at the man before quickly going back to her guitar, not wanting to mess up. The few times she messed up would lead her to cringe, but that was normal. Once she was done, she look back up at the man. “Thanks. Sorry I couldn’t respond right away. I might be able to semi-play the song, but I sadly cannot multitask that well,” Miran laughed lightly.

He held up his hands. “Don’t apologise. At least not to me.” It had been so long since he had heard music, he didn’t care about that. “It just must be nice to have a form of escape. Especially one like that.” If he was going to be honest, it made him a little jealous.