Mitch x Reader .Waiting around to die pt.2
It’s two long years I’ve been waitin’ around to die
Its better to not think of those young days. During freshmen year at Ericson’s, all those good times. How you all ended up fending for yourselves with the help of Ms. Martin. Mitch was your backbone in all of this keeping you afloat still even despite the crappy and poor circumstance of your current lives. Still as loving despite your current outlook on life. But not to say he wasn’t hardened by the current predicament but rather he kept strong and braved those fears together alongside you. Holding your hand the entire way.
You kinda like to laugh quietly almost in a somber tone and think that at least school is out of session finally. Even though you wish you could go back to it, listening to those dull and all the while boring lectures on algebraic expressions and the Pythagorean theorem.
“Hey, spitfire. You gonna come hunt or what?” An all too familiar voice chimed in distracting you from your thoughts. Placing a hand on your shoulder making you aware of his presence in the courtyard.
“Yeah, yeah I know better than to keep you waiting, Mitch. One can even say you’re like a ticking time bomb whenever you’re antsy.” You giggled at your comparison. While he snorted pushing you forward allowing you to grab your weapon from the side on the courtyard steps. It was a tomahawk one of the antiques that the headmaster liked to keep around. It serves its purpose though. Sometimes you wonder what happened to the old fart when he ran screaming for the hills.
Mitch and you walked side by side his arm wrapped around your shoulder pulling you close. Which you gladly leaned your head into. Sometimes you wished moments like these weren’t so scarce.
You signaled to Willy up top his post that you and Mitch were heading out and are expected to come back before dawn. To which he nodded with a small thumbs up before going back to being on lookout.
“You look lost, spitfire. I hate when you have that sad pouty look on your face.” Mitch asks which his worries were seemed correct judging your silence. To which you sigh.
“So what if I am?” You drearily remarked raising your head from his shoulder lightly glaring at him not really fond of the sudden question about your mental state. Despite leaning against his shoulder once again. Which he smiles and laughs at all the while.
“I guess I just have to make you happy then when we get back.” He says smoothly kissing the top of your head. “Alright, alright come on we got some rabbit hunting to do.” You say noticeably flustered surprised that steam didn’t come out of your ears for the amount of heat you were generating.
It’s easier than just waitin’ around to die
You managed to catch three adult rabbits. While Mitch was left with a measly one much to his chagrin. Mitch was actually in awe at you feeling proud of your catches. A little jaw dropped because you did beat him but hell you were definitely a good catch. In more ways than one he’d admit.
On your way back you got cold. You tried not to make it noticeable but your shivering said otherwise. It was not surprising when Mitch caught on with a small huff placing his jacket on your shoulders. You let out a small protest.
“I’m not as cold as you besides we’re nearing the school anyway. So you can give it back once the fire is lit. Don’t have to throw a tantrum now.” He said with a slight smirk ruffling your hair enjoying the sight that was you in his jacket. Noticing how adorable you were in it and how big it looked on you. Seemingly prompting him to lean down and place a kiss on your ear.
Once you made it toward the gates. Willy looks to the side, “They’re back.” He yells almost too loudly. He was always weird but you adored him. He was like a little brother to you in a sense. Albeit annoying on a occasion.
You both walked in casually handing the rabbits to Louis and Omar. “Looks like your girlfriend/boyfriend here beat you this time hunting.” Louis remarked elbowing him slightly to which Mitch grumbled and rolled his eyes. But otherwise still content. Having spent time with his love today.
While Mitch and Louis were talking you decided to hang around the fire that was set up and clutched his jacket close to you. He was really sweet when he wanted to be. Even despite the tough exterior he liked to put on. It was kinda cute that he tried to be protective and how he would bring you closer to him at the drop of a hat. Even if it was unnecessary but you liked his attention nonetheless. You were his spitfire. You smiled at the nickname that was given to you so long ago.
“What are you so happy about?” You hear a voice beside you immediately recognizing it as Violet. She walks toward and sits down next you. Noticing the fact that you’re wearing Mitch’s jacket. “Now I see.” Letting out a giggle. You gave a small playful punch to her shoulder due to her teasing. “You guys are cute I swear. Its like nothing gets to you both.” She says stricken with a certain awe. “Well you and Minnie are adorable too. You never fail to lift each other up.” You nudged her. “Yeah, of course. I mean we’re all here for each other. Even despite me being bit of an outcast and not that good with people most of the time.” To your nudge she responds with a small playful jab to your side in return.
But unbeknownst to your conversation with Violet, Mitch and Louis were having their own guy talk. “So how’s it going with you and Y/N? You both seem pretty close these coming years. One might not even be surprised if you suddenly gave them a promise ring.” Louis joked. Elbowing him in the side. “I care about them. Fuck, you know its one of those things. Not the type to look back to the past but if walkers weren’t roaming around then I’d gladly would.” He confessed whilst he was fiddling with his knife, which was unlike him but he really didn’t care at this moment as he had been thinking about it for awhile. “Aw, so you really do love them.” Louis clasped his hands together pressing them to the side of his cheek in a half mocking gesture to his friend. “Shut up, man.” Mitch shook his head toward him with a slight tinted pink hue playing on his face after.
He leaves Louis with a quick goodbye in favor of seeing you. Violet is quick to notice and takes that as her cue to leave. Mitch sits behind you, pulling you close to where his chin rests on your head. “Must be really cold then for you to keep it on, or do you just love me that much?” He leans down and nuzzles your hair. “Care to be my heater for awhile?” You grinned. Two can play at that game.
Marlon walked over chuckling to himself at the display. “If you’re done making out food’s ready.” Which makes you quickly separate from Mitch much to his displeasure to which he flips off Marlon half heartedly. All of the Ericson students gather at their respective seats as you sit by Willy and Mitch.
Louis reaches into his pocket and you’re already groaning and laying your head in your hands on the table while Mitch places a hand on your shoulder knowing whats coming next.
“A game of my infamous truth or dare with cards.” Louis says almost too proudly and if you listen closely you can almost hear Aasim’s soul leave his body. “So I want you all to pick a card starting with our lovely and favourite Y/N first.” He says almost too happily -most likely scheming again- as he hands you his deck. Pulling the first card out per rule and request you pass it to Mitch until it goes down the line.
You got the lowest card. How are you not surprised? You roll your eyes toward Louis. Knowing he’s pulling something again.
“Oh, look at that lucky me I got the highest card and Y/N has the lowest.” Louis chuckles.
“Get on with it.” Having played this game with Louis before you aren’t surprised with how things go anymore.
He ponders a moment almost in mock thought with his finger on his lip tapping before he lets out a loud ‘aha!’ “I dare you to go to the janitor’s closet in the north wing with Mitch and play seven minutes in heaven.” You flipped him off silently and sighed but your motto was a dare is a dare even despite knowing that he secretly rigged it.
Much to your displeasure you and Mitch and the rest of the gang headed inside. Mostly to make sure you didn’t back out which you were pretty sure if Aasim were in your shoes with Ruby he’d run to the hills by now. As you and Mitch neared the closet you can practically feel the smugness behind you that was Louis as he pushed you both inside. “Seven minutes starts now. Enjoy yourselves.” In response to Louis, you roll your eyes even though he can’t see it.
“So what’s going on with you these days, spitfire. Its like you’re more in your head than here.” Mitch comments leaning close placing a hand on top of yours in the cramped space that was the janitor’s closet. “I don’t know I just feels like I’m waiting around and for what? To die and turn into those things. Its just sometimes I can’t help but think of better days when we didn’t have to focus on getting killed or bit.” You groan out. Not expecting a playful game to turn into a therapy session.
Mitch just sits for a moment before pulling you toward him and letting your smaller gram rest on his. Placing his hand in your hair smoothing it out gently before placing a kiss to your head before bringing your face to toward his. “Well, I guess we’ll brave that together too. You can’t be caught up in the past forever. I’m here right now in the present. We fuck up monsters together and live through the worst of shit till’ the end.” He says in his best attempt to comfort you to which you smile and laugh a bit. Before time runs out you get one last kiss in. In turn he tries to deepen it. But much to his luck Louis opens the door. To your surprise you try to scurry to the end of the wall but it was too late.
Louis is practically rolling in his laughter while you were dying in your embarrasment. All the while Mitch felt like the luckiest guy in the world. Violet and Minerva were just drinking the scene in and called it a day. Marlon was just happy that everyone was getting along. Willy looked something akin to disgusted but just walked off with Tenn.
You both decided to head out to the halls of your respective rooms as you felt like your soul escaped your body during that embarrassing ordeal. If you listened closely you can still hear Louis’s laughter echoing in the abyss of your head. Mitch just pulled you closer as you to were walking together. “Do you want your jacket back now.” You asked in a quiet voice. “Nah, you can keep it for tonight. It looks good on you.” He said before leaning down again for that night to brush his lips against yours. Once or twice maybe three times for good measure.
“Night, spitfire.”
“You too, short fuse.”
He’s the nicest thing I’ve seen
Together we’re gonna wait around and die
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