welcome to enid-rhees! my name is T, and i go by they/she! i’m 21 & a lesbian ♡ i am mostly a twd writer, but i also write for hazel in bottoms elisia in t@gged, and hyunju from squid game ♥︎
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Series Masterlist
“never thought i’d be able to do this.” Y/N whispered against Enid’s lips. Enid hummed and only kissed her harder, hands running all over her waist. their lips moved together feverishly, both of them reveling in the fact that they could do this privately now, and not quickly before anyone could notice.
neither of them have been kissed so desperately like this before. sighs of relief left Y/N’s lips in between kisses. she held Enid’s face in her hands as Enid swiftly sat herself in her lap, their lips not disconnecting once. “i love you.” Y/N whispered against her lips. Enid smiled, pulling Y/N’s lips between her teeth lightly, “i love you-“
Enid’s bedroom door opened, and they reluctantly pulled away from each other. “oh- um-“ they both looked over at Carl, who stood in the doorway awkwardly. “yes?” Enid asked, making Y/N chuckle. “Rick is looking for you… Y/N. he wants to discuss a few things with you.” Y/N sighed and leaned her head on Enid, allowing Enid to press a kiss to her head right where her lips were. “tell him i’ll be there in a moment.”
“that was awkward.” Y/N whispered, and Enid laughed into her neck. “let’s go. can’t keep Rick waiting.” Enid took her hand as they got up from her bed and walked out of the room. Y/N skipped down the stairs and outside the open door. Enid was right behind her, refusing to ever leave her side.
“did you sleep okay last night?” was Rick’s first question to Y/N. she shrugged, “better than i ever have inside the Sanctuary.” he nodded, “good, good. listen, we’re gonna need you to tell us everything you know about Negan, his men, and the weapons they own. the more we know, the easier it might be to get in his head.”
“i can do that. i just have… one request.” she told Rick. Enid came up beside her, sliding her hand over her shoulder and squeezing it comfortingly. “anything. what is it?” he asked. she took a deep breath and looked into his eyes.
“when it comes time to fight, and we get him where we want him… i want to be the one to kill him.” she said. “please.” she added. “okay.” he said immediately. “it’s… it’s only fair. he’s put you through things none of us can imagine.”
“thank you.” she nodded. “lets uh, let’s sit down somewhere.”
——
“Negan is… he’s in his own little fantasy world. in his head. he’s convinced that he’s saved the men that work for him, but really it’s just pure brainwash. he’s brainwashed those men into thinking what they’re doing is good. they don’t realize what monsters they are.” she started, and Rick, Michonne, and Daryl listened intently. Enid sat beside her, rubbing her hand soothingly.
“they follow him around like lost puppies. once he’s gone, they have no where to go. they don’t know what to do. and Negan owns… a lot of weapons. and i don’t just mean guns. i’m talking… explosives, grenades, bombs. he has everything, and you guys don’t have all of that. i’m not saying it will be impossible to beat him but we need to be smart, guys. it’s very possible to get around him.”
“at night, is when the Sanctuary is least secure, mostly everyone is sleeping, including some of the guards. the guards are the easiest to take out, believe it or not. we can probably take a few things before anyone notices.”
“and i don’t know if i ever told anyone this, but Negan named that bat Lucille… because that’s my mothers name, she’s dead now, obviously. and… to me, its absolutely revolting. i want to take it away from him.”
“and you will.” Rick promised. “we’ll gather a small team and sneak over to the Sanctuary and take what we can. but we can’t let Negan know you’re alive. he needs to be under the impression that you’re dead until the minute you come face to face with him.”
“that’s easy.” she said. “once he sees me, that will be his most vulnerable state, because he won’t expect it. i can get him then.” Michonne looked over at Rick and nodded, “this will work.” she told him. “she’s what we’ve always needed to defeat him.”
“after he’s dead, i promise to devote my life to doing whatever i can to make up for what he did. he ruined a lot for you guys, and i was there for all of it. i will forever live with the guilt, and i just want to try and make things right.”
Michonne sighed, “we already told you-“
“i don’t care.” Y/N stated, cutting her off. “you guys may trust me now but you all know you wanted me dead almost as much as you wanted him dead before i came here. it may be fine with you guys now, but you have no idea… how badly living with Negan fucked with me. and my perception of everything, of myself. i truly believe i don’t deserve to be forgiven, i don’t deserve Enid’s love but yet i still have it.”
“listen to me.” Michonne said, standing up from her chair and leaning down in front of Y/N’s. “you were abused, forced to be with Negan wherever he went, and from what Enid had told us, he’s also forced you to kill others that were innocent. that is not being apart of what he did, you understand that, yes? you’re only a teenager, Y/N! you’re not supposed to be going through that, no parent should ever put their child through that. you had no choice, you had nowhere to go, but now you have us. and you’ll never have to worry about that ever again. so please… you helping us defeat Negan will forever be more than enough. you don’t know how strong you are for being able to do this.”
Y/N didn’t say anything, she couldn’t. she just leaned forward and pulled Michonne into a tight hug. she held onto Michonne’s back and squeezed her shirt between her fingers tightly. tears filled her eyes and she hid her face in Michonne’s shoulder. “you’re okay, Y/N.” she whispered softly. “i don’t feel like i am.” she cried.
Michonne pulled away from the hug and instead took Y/N’s hands in her own. “we’ll protect you. i’ll protect you. no matter what.” Michonne whispered. “okay,” she whispered back, voice shaky. “i want you to rest some more, because it’s only a matter of days until we fight again and i want you to be at your absolute best.” Michonne said, and she nodded.
“c’mon.” Enid mumbled, and stood up with Y/N.
Rick sighed as he watched the couple walk back into the building and disappear when the door closed. Michonne took a seat next to him and laid her hand across his. “she’s really broken.” he mumbled, eyes still staring at the closed door. “she needs to heal from being with him for so long, and it’s not a short process.” Michonne told him. “it’s good she has Enid… but… she needs an adult. her mother died so many years ago and she was stuck with that until now. that’s part of why she’s so… hard on herself. i don’t think she knows what love really is anymore. besides with Enid.”
“so what do we do?” Michonne shrugged, “try our best to give her what she needs.”
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Rick opened a door leading into the Sanctuary with a key that Y/N had given him. behind him, Daryl, Michonne and Aaron followed closely. their steps were short and quiet, hoping not to alert anyone around. there was already a guard dead on the ground behind them. 
it was completely quiet as they maneuvered their way into the building without making a sound. in the next room they moved into, there was a locked cabinet against the wall. Rick silently pointed to the cabinet and instructed them to follow his lead. he slid the small axe out from his jeans, “these are the guns. Y/N mentioned they would be locked in a cabinet like this.” he whispered.
“if you use your axe they’re gonna hear, Rick.” Michonne warned him. “how else are we going to get these guns? Y/N said she didn’t have the key to this anymore, Negan took it from her.”
Michonne only sighed and backed away from him. Rick nodded and slammed the axe against the chain once. it rattled loudly, but then broke apart in half. Michonne and Daryl quickly took watch at every door, waiting to see if anyone had heard the noise.
Rick and Aaron worked together to take all the guns inside the cabinet, shoving them inside a huge bag. “okay, that’s all of them.” Rick whispers. “i don’t think we should go further. the chain made too much noise as it is.”
“that’s fine. we got enough just from that.” Michonne said with a nod. she shuffles to the exit door and pushes it open. when she does, she is immediately grabbed by an unknown person. everyone acts quickly, Rick runs out first and attacks the man who was holding Michonne. she gasps for air, but quickly regains her posture.
there’s two other men coming from the other side, but Daryl heard their footsteps and turned around quickly, immediately raising his fist to one of them and knocking them down. Michonne appears above him, stabbing her katana down into the center of his forehead.
they pin the rest of the men to the ground and allow Michonne to do the same thing to them. Rick watches her with a stupidly fond smile. when she notices, she shoves him aside with a hidden smile.
“Y/N was right. these men are nothing when Negan isn’t around them.” she tells him, pulling her katana out of the last guys head. “yeah, i can see that. pathetic, right?” he chuckles, and everyone else does too. they quietly run back to their car and pack everything in the trunk and take off without ever alerting Negan.
“glad i didn’t actually kill ‘er.” Daryl mumbles. Rick lets out a low chuckle, “i’m also glad Enid knocked some sense into us. we didn’t believe her at first, about what Y/N was going through. but she’s literally what we needed to finally get Negan.”
“is she gonna kill him?” Daryl asks. “she says she wants to.” Rick says, eyes focused on the road. “i’m certainly not stoppin’ her.”
“hell no. he deserves whatever she’s gonna do. and that probably still wouldn’t be enough to justify what he’s done.” Daryl says from the backseat.
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“take a look.” Rick says, dropping the big bag on the ground. it hits the ground with loud clanks.
she stands up from her seat and kneels in front of the bag, unzipping it. “oh shit, you got them all from that locker. did anyone see?”
he nods. “yeah. but they’re dead.”
“good. you guys did good. thank you,” she says, zipping the bag back up.
“no, thank you. we couldn’t have done it without you.” Michonne steps up, giving her a small smile, holding up the locker key. she mirrors the smile and takes the key, hooking it onto her jeans.
“how are you feeling?” Rick asks.
“i’m fine, resting like you said. getting my shit together, or trying to at least.” she chuckles. Enid gives a flat lined smile behind her, which lets both of them know that she in fact, doesn’t have it together.
“it’ll be okay. you’ll be okay, we’re gonna win this.”
“yeah.” is all she says back, and then turns back around to Enid.
“are you having second thoughts?” Rick asks, and she sighs, turning back around.
“no, Rick. i just- a lot is going through my head. nothing you guys can fix.” she says to him. “as badly as i want to do this, as much as i yearn to kill him, something is still stuck in my head. i- i just want to sleep some more. get it out, maybe.”
she begins walking back up the stairs to Enid’s bedroom, while she still stands there with Rick and Michonne.
“has she said anything to you?” Rick asks Enid.
Enid shrugs, “it’s kinda like she said. she wants to kill him… but then she’ll have no parents. it’s not stopping her, but i think it’s just a lot to take in. you know? she has no real adults in her life. she misses what Negan was before the world went to shit. a father.”
“i get it. maybe you should check on her.”
Enid nods, and begins to skip up the stairs to her room. as she gets closer to the door, small sounds coming from inside start to get louder. her brows furrow and she speeds up, pushing the door open.
Y/N is sat in the darkest corner of the bedroom, knees up to her chest as she sobs. Enid runs to her, getting down on her knees and grabbing her hands. Y/N flinches and gasps at the sudden movement. “it’s okay,” Enid immediately assures. “it’s just me.”
“Enid.” she croaks, throwing her arms around her. she sobs and sobs into Enid’s neck. Enid wraps her own arms around her waist and pulls her closer.
“talk to me, hun. talk to me. i’m here.” she whispers soothingly, rubbing circles on her back and alternating between that and combing her hair with her fingers.
“i miss my mom. i miss having a family.” she manages to say through sobs. she chokes up a little. “i want to be with my mom.”
Enid freezes almost at the indication of that sentence. she pulls away and looks Y/N in the eye, wiping away her tears and holding her cheeks in her hands. she tries not to cry herself.
“you’re almost free, hun. you’re almost free. and- and there’s so many people here who are willing to take care of you, to love you, okay? it may not seem like it right now, but i promise you, that things will get so much better after this is over. i will give you the best life.”
she lets out one last little sob before croaking out, “i love you so much. you’re my light in the dark, Enid.”
“and you’re mine too. come on, let’s get some sleep.”
Michonne has to stop the tears from running down her face as she slowly and quietly walks away from the door. Rick is still waiting at the bottom of the stairs as she descends down.
“we have to be there for her Rick. when she kills him, we have to be with her.” Michonne says, reaching up to cup his face. “she wants to die and be with her mom, Rick. hearing that come from a teenager, she deserves good things after all this. because i’ve only known her for two days and i cannot see her die. i just can’t.”
“and you won’t. you won’t. we’ll take care of her.” Rick promises Michonne.
Day of War
there was a lot of people, a lot Y/N hasn’t met yet. and they were all willing to fight Negan and his men. they were gathering what they had to fight.
she looks around, frozen in her place as she watches these people work together. hugging each other with kisses on their heads, hoping they make it back alive to see each other again.
a huge wave of nerves washes over her and she quickly sits where she’s at, staring down at the dirt. she digs her fingers into the dirt and closes her eyes, taking multiple deep breaths, hoping it’ll soothe her. 
“kid? you alright?” a scuffed voice lands in her direction. she opens her eyes and looks up to see Daryl above her.
she nods, looking back down. “i will be.”
the gravel moves next to her, and then Daryl is sitting next to her. “thinking about what’s about to happen?” he asks her, and she nods again.
“there’s so many people here.” her voice cracks, “and yet… he has so much more. i’m terrified we won’t win this. and i’m gonna fail all of you.”
“you’re not.” he says back. “you’ve already helped us so much. we snuck into Sanctuary and got their guns. you saved Rick. you’ve done it all for us, kid.”
she sniffs and nods. “sorry ‘bout uh… tryin’ to kill you and all.” he says, which finally makes her laugh. she looks up at him with a smile. “you’re good, Daryl. you were doing the right thing.”
“nah… if you were dead, we’d probably be dead as well. Enid did good, realizing something was up so early on. it’s good you’re here, kid. now come on, we got a war to win.”
Daryl stands up, and then holds out his hand for her to grab onto and stand up as well. she dusts off her jeans and flattens her shirt out.
she watches Rick come out of the building with Michonne, Maggie, Carl and Enid at his sides. they walk down until they reach her. “we’re ready. are you?” Rick asks.
she nods. “yeah, i’m ready.”
Enid takes her hand and intertwines their fingers, squeezing it lightly. as they walk, Enid presses a kiss to her cheek. she smiles up at her.
they a plan already. they had people tracking when and where the Saviors were. they already pre-blocked many roads, only leading them to one place. the fields.
they walk, and they walk. they continue walking until they merge from the woods, and then the whistling starts.
she freezes and her body tenses. everyone stops walking, looking around and trying to figure out where it’s coming from. it’s everywhere. you can hear it everywhere. her breathing picks up, Enid grips her hand tighter.
Michonne turns around, “stay behind me and Rick. both of you.” she whispered, ushering both of them behind the couple.
everyone begins walking again until they reach a higher point of the grass, and then they see them.
her heart drops. Negan has nearly three times the amount of people that they have. her brain keeps telling her that this isn’t going to work. it’s impossible. they’ve lost before it’s even started.
“give it up, Rick.” Negan yells. “it’s over! this is over. you’ve lost. you have nothing, Rick Grimes.”
“you’re wrong. let’s talk about this.” Rick says back.
“we’re past due that, Rick. you know that. we’re done talking. we’re done with everything. it’s time for all of you to die. we are ending this right here, right now.”
she hears the guns cock, safety’s being taken off. she peers over Michonne’s shoulder, everyone has their guns raised, fingers on the triggers.
they pull their fingers, she closes her eyes, but then she hears screaming. they’re not from Rick’s group, it’s coming from the Saviors. her eyes shot open, and more than half his men are on the ground, hands bloodied.
their guns backfired on them.
Eugene is standing there, looking around him.
Negan’s hand his bleeding, he lost the ability to hold the gun at all.
“go!” Rick yells. and everyone starts running towards the Saviors, weapons ready. most of them are so defenseless now. everyone’s fighting now, and she’s just there.
Rick is running towards Negan. Negan stands up, and they begin fighting. they’re both throwing punches, and Rick isn’t doing all too well. her eyes widen, breaking out of Enid’s grip, despite hers and Michonne’s yells.
“stop!” she yells, and both men freeze.
Negan looks up, “….Y/N?”
she doesn’t say anything, she just looks at him with nothing but fury.
“i thought you were dead.” he deadpanned. “i thought they killed you.”
“they saved me.” she says, voice wavering.
“don’t.. don’t tell me you’ve been with them, helping them.” he seethes at her. “after all i’ve done for you?!”
“you haven’t done shit!” she yells again. “you haven’t done shit, Negan! you have done nothing but hurt me.” she cries. “you are nothing but a vile, disgusting piece of shit, Negan.”
“i kept you fed, gave you shelter! you wouldn’t be alive if it wasn’t for me!”
“no, they kept me alive. it was their food you took, their beds, their weapons! it was never you, Negan. not fucking once was it ever you. you abused me, let these men say whatever they wanted to me, i was fucking violated in that place, and you didn’t care.”
“you’re my daughter. i have always cared for you.”
rage takes over her and her fist reacts before her mind. she punches him square in the nose, and then kicks her boot right into his stomach. he groans loudly.
“fuck you, Negan. i stopped being your daughter the second this started and you stopped being my father the second you killed that first innocent person. none of this was done for me, it was all for you and your sick, twisted ego. and you fucking know that. but even as i’m about to kill you, you won’t admit once that you were ever wrong.”
“kill me? kill your own father!”
“stop calling yourself that!” she yells, tears streaming down her cheeks. she yanks the bat from his weak hands. “this. this is not how you honor your fucking wife. my mother. killing people with something named after her is not honoring her, it’s disrespecting her. her legacy. everything she left behind. you did this for yourself and no one else!”
she throws the bat towards Rick and Michonne.
she leans down and grabs Negan’s collar, yanking up. for once, there’s genuine fear in his eyes.
there’s a knife in her pocket, she remembers. she takes it out and doesn’t look away from his eyes as she holds it up to his neck. “i hope you rot in fucking hell, Negan. what i’m about to do won’t even begin to justify everything you’ve done.”
the knife slashes his throat, his blood splatters on her. but that’s not her only move. as he’s gasping for air, she stabs him in the chest, his stomach, his legs. she can’t stop. and as he’s barely holding on, she takes his bloody gun. he stares right into her eyes as she holds it up to his head, and pulls the trigger.
her hands are so shaky. she drops the knife and the gun, and begins sobbing hysterically. she falls back and sobs into the ground. she’s screaming her cries. it’s horrific for everyone around her.
Rick and Michonne run to her, pulling her into their embrace. she’s screaming into Michonne’s shoulder, barely able to hold on to her. she’s covered in Negan’s blood head to toe.
“it’s okay.” Michonne whispers repeatedly. “you’re free, hun. you’re free. he’s dead. we won. you won.”
the remaining Saviors are surrendered, on their knees with their hands up. they’re all terrified of her.
“what’s the next step? tell us what to do.” Rick whispers to her. “it’s your decision.”
“bring them back to Hilltop. i don’t know what to do with them yet. but lock them up until i’ve made a decision. maybe they can work for you guys, i don’t know.” she croaks out.
they both nod at her orders, and Rick repeats everything out loud for everyone to hear.
“lets get you cleaned up, okay?” Michonne whispers, all she can do is nod and let them take her back to Hilltop. everything is numb.
when they get back, Enid and Siddiq take her to the infirmary. they sit her down and Siddiq begins with her hands, which are bruised and bleeding. she doesn’t move an inch, she just lets them do what they have to do. she can’t move her eyes, or do anything, she’s just numb.
Enid places a hand on her cheek, and even then she doesn’t move. she barely feels Siddiq wrapping bandages around her hands.
“Enid, would you be able to help her shower the blood off? i don’t think she can do it herself.” Siddiq says quietly to her.
“of course. come on, honey.” Enid takes her hand and wraps it around her own shoulder and helps her hop off the bed. they slowly make it back inside the Hilltop building, and Enid leads her to the shower. she sits her on the chair as she turns the water on and waits for it to get hotter.
“are you okay with me doing this?” Enid asks, her hands on the ends of her shirt. she nods back slowly. Enid nods back and slips her shirt off, and then unbuttons her jeans and takes her shoes off before slipping the jeans down her legs. “i’ll have someone wash these. you can wear my clothes until then.”
Enid leads her to the shower and gets in with her, not caring her clothes will get soaked. Enid takes a rag and wets it and rubs a bar of soap across it, gently dabbing it across her face until the blood starts to wash off.
she looks Enid in her eyes. “thank you.” her voice is barely audible, but Enid still heard it. Enid smiles at the sound of her voice. “it’s no problem, really.”
she starts washing her arms next, gliding the soapy rag against her.
Enid takes another 10 minutes washing off her body until the blood stains are barely there anymore. she shuts the water off and steps out to grab a towel. she wraps it around her body. “stay here. i’m gonna grab you some clothes.”
she walks into her bedroom and grabs a grey sweater and a pair of sweatpants. she’s still standing in the same place when she returns. she’s drops the towel and allowed Enid to slip the clothes on her. “do you feel better?” Enid asks.
“a little.” she responds quietly. “i want to lay down.”
“come on.” Enid says, taking her weak hand in hers. she gets on Enid’s bed and wraps the blanket around herself.
“want me to stay?” Enid asks.
she shakes her head, “can you get Rick and Michonne?”
“of course, hon. i’ll be right back.” Enid says with a kiss to her head. she walks down the stairs and outside. Rick and Michonne are standing not too far away from her, and they both turn to Enid when they see her.
“she wants you guys.” Enid tells them. Michonne nods immediately and Rick follows her into the building and back up to Enid’s bedroom. they open the door gently, seeing her lying on the bed.
“hey.” Michonne whispers to her. they close the door behind them and kneel on the side of the bed. Michonne caresses her cheek. “you alright?”
she shrugs in response. “i just wanted you guys here with me.” she admits, voice cracking. Rick holds her hand gently. “you make me safe.” she whispers, a single tear falling from eye.
“can-“ she starts, but stops herself. “i want to sleep. but can- can you guys stay with me?”
“yeah, sweetheart. we can.” Michonne smiles. Michonne decides to walk to the other side of the bed. she takes off her katana and drops it on the floor, along with her other gear. she gets into the bed with Y/N, Rick stays on the floor next to her, still holding her hand.
she shifts her position to lean into Michonne, which Michonne wasn’t expecting. her hand clutched her shirt and not even five minutes later, she’s asleep.
Rick stands up and finds a chair in the corner, and props it next to the bed. he sits on it, and keeps his hand above her head. they sit in comfortable silence.
“her belongings are still at Sanctuary,” Michonne whispers. “maybe we can send someone out to get them.”
“i’ll go.” he says. “later.”
Michonne nods, running a hand through Y/N’s hair.
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she doesn’t know how long it’s been since she passed out, but when her eyes open, it’s pitch black outside and there’s only a candle keeping the room lit. she looks up, and Michonne is still with her.
“hey.” Michonne says quietly. “you were out for a while. feeling better?”
she nods, and sits up. Michonne keeps her arm around her shoulder. “where’s Rick?” she asks, looking around the room.
“he went to grab your stuff from Sanctuary.” her head whips around and she looks at Michonne with wide eyes.
“it’s okay.” Michonne says immediately. “he brought Carl and Daryl with him. they’re gonna check on the people Negan had working for him as well. see if they can come back here.”
Y/N nods her head. “okay… okay. thank you for staying with me.”
“it’s an honor.” Michonne smiles. “Rick and I are more than willing to take you in. it was an automatic agreement.”
“like… as my parents?”
“if you want that… yeah. i can’t even begin to think how terrible everything was for you. we want to make it up. everything.”
her eyes well with tears. “okay,” she smiles.
“we promise we’re not trying to shadow over your Mom or anything. but you’re a teenager with nothing left.”
“don’t worry, i know. i really appreciate you guys, so, so much. there’s a shirt of my moms in my room. i hope they get it.” she says to Michonne.
“they’re taking everything in the room. it’ll practically be spotless in there. you’ll get everything back.”
“okay.” she smiles.
“why don’t we go downstairs and eat? it’s been a while since you have.” she agrees and both her and Michonne get off the bed. “we have soup.”
“god, that sounds so good.” she responded, making Michonne chuckle.
“the kitchen is this way.” she follows Michonne down the hall until they reach the kitchen. inside, Maggie, Enid and Gabriel are there. Enid smiles widely at the sight of her, running up to embrace her.
she hugs Enid back tightly, sticking her head between neck and inhaling her scent. “glad to see you awake.” Enid smiles, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips.
Maggie walks over to them, a hot bowl of soup in her hands. “come eat with us.” she offers with a warm smile, handing her the bowl. she pulls out the chair next to Enid’s. she sits down and takes a spoonful of her soup, blowing on it gently.
when she takes her first bite, her eyes close and she leans back in her seat. “holy fuck, who made this?” Maggie raises her hand. “you’re a god.” she says to Maggie, who only giggles.
she finishes her bowl in five minutes, wiping her lips off with a napkin. “you want more?” Maggie asks, chuckling a bit.
she shakes her head, “no. everyone else needs to eat, i’m sure.”
“they did already, while you were asleep. you can have more, Y/N.” she hesitates, but nods her head and Maggie takes her bowl, filling it back up.
“also,” Maggie starts. “i never got a chance to say thank you. for what you did.”
she nods in acknowledgment. “i hope it somewhat justifies everything. although… i don’t know if it does.”
“it does for me.” Maggie says to her. “it means more than you know. i promise.” when Maggie places the bowl down in front of her, she stands up and walks to the other side of the table to Maggie.
she hugs Maggie, and Maggie hugs back just as tightly. “go on and eat.” she says when they pull away, and she takes her seat back next to Enid. Enid smiles at her and puts a hand on her thigh. she puts her hand over Enid’s.
as she’s finishing up her second bowl, the front door opens. footsteps get closer to the kitchen and the three boys appear, boxes in their hands. “only thing left in that room was a rat. didn’t think you’d want that.” Rick says, and she laughs.
“not at all. thank you, guys. did anyone give you problems?”
“well,” Rick sighs, taking the seat on the opposite side of her. “we told them what you did, and what will happen if they don’t cooperate with us, we’re gonna head back tomorrow and see what happens.”
“okay.” she nods. “is…. is there a blue shirt in one of those boxes by chance?”
“yeah!” Carl is the one to respond and lean down to open the box he had. “this one?” he asks, holding it up.
she gasps, “yes, yes!” she reaches out for it and Carl hands it to her. she hugs it to her chest, inhaling the scent on it. “this is my mothers. the only thing i was able to save from our old house.” she cries. Enid places a hand on her back, rubbing it soothingly. “thank you guys. really.”
“anything for you, kid.”
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A/N: erm okay so, i know the last chapter came out like 2 years ago but recently I’ve been bothered that i left it unfinished so i wanted to try my best to finish this, I’m still debating on an epilogue chapter, but since its been so long, i don’t know if anyone is still interested in it at all. either way, i hope the people who find this enjoy and it’s a satisfying end.
if any of my The Walking Dead friends are still here , i kinda want to start writing again so feel free to maybe leave some requests for any of the girlies in my masterlist <3
i recently got my friend to start watching it and i’m slowly becoming obsessed again… especially with my girl Enid again <3
‧₊♡ i think i love you ; enid rhee x fem!reader ‧₊♡
summary: saving enid on a run leads her to some realizations
side note: Alexandria is still standing in this fic :)
you and Enid went on a run together once a week. not necessarily for everyone, sometimes just to find stuff for yourselves. it wasn’t a secret to anyone else either, they all let you do your own thing.
everyone knew Enid was your best friend, you went everywhere together, even going as far as sleeping in the same room every night. it was normal to you guys though, it had been for a good three years now. you’ve both settled into a house in Alexandria that had everything the two of you needed.
you cooked breakfast together every morning, lunch in the afternoon and dinner at night. there was no just you, or just Enid, it’s always just you and Enid.
neither of you wanted it any other way though, you already forgot what life was like before Enid appeared into it. none of it mattered though, only what happens next.
Enid stayed close behind you as you guys walked through the empty street, like you instructed her. you never let Enid walk in front of you on runs, you were the protector, not that Enid ever minded. she liked how safe you made her feel. it almost made her feel like a princess of some sort.
“we should be almost there.” you say, looking down at a crinkled map. Enid peeks over your shoulder to look at it, and her hands grabbing at your waist so you stop moving. your eyebrows pull together and you move your head slightly to look back at her, “what are you doing?”
“trying to see the map, but you kept moving.” Enid replies sassily, her big green eye glaring up playfully at you. you can’t help but laugh at her not-so-serious face.
“silly girl.” you sigh with a head shake, and the two of you keep on walking to your destination. Enid’s stomach flips at the way you say it, she doesn’t know why. she feels her face burn but she quickly shakes it off.
after a few more minutes of walking, a convenience store appears in your vision, only a few blocks away now. you take Enid’s hand in yours, “come on. the lot looks empty.” you say, and both of you run towards the store. Enid tries her best to ignore how suddenly hot her hand has gotten.
once you reach the door, you hold your arm out to signal for Enid to wait. you tap on the door three times, and not ten seconds later, three walkers stumble to the door. Enid steps closer to you, brushing her hand over yours before she reaches for her knife. “let me take them.” she whispers to you. you whip your head around, beginning to protest when she covers your mouth with her hand. “there’s only three. come on.”
“fine.” you huff, not wanting to argue with her. “on my count, i’ll let one out and so on.” you explain to her, and Enid nods, readying her knife. “okay, on three. one… two…” you wait another second and then pull the door open before quickly closing it. Enid takes the walker by the shoulder and drives her knife into it, shoving it to the ground.
you hide your smile by looking down and grab the door again. Enid nods and you pull it open, and then pushing it back shut. Enid repeats her previous actions. you’re about to pull it open once more when the door suddenly gets pushed open forcefully, and a small group of walkers come tumbling out. the force of the push causes you to fall backwards.
Enid’s eyes widen as there’s now more than one walker coming after her. she starts walking backwards to get more space between her and them, but her foot slips on an curb she didn’t know was there. she falls on her back with a painful thud, and the walkers follow. they fall down next to her, and she tries her best to push them away. she manages to kill one with her knife, but there’s still more.
she feels one grab her ankle and another comes down by her face again, and all she can do is cry out in raw fear.
a gunshot fires and the walker beside her falls with a splat. another gunshot comes through, and there’s no longer a tight grip on her ankle.
“Enid!” she hears you yell, and fast footsteps approaching her. she starts to sit up but you make it to her in time, pulling her up by her arm and tugging her into a hug. you sigh a breath of relief, wrapping your arms tightly around Enid. she hugs you back just as tightly, burying her head in the crook of your neck.
“are you okay?” you ask, pulling away to brush her hair out of her face, checking for marks across her face and neck. Enid nods without saying a word. she stares at you instead, unable to take her eyes off of yours. she’s met with an overwhelming feeling inside of her.
“Enid?”
“i think i’m in love with you.”
Enid doesn’t even realize the words had left her lips until she saw the way your face changed. you’re breathing heavily. “what?” is all you can say.
Enid isn’t bothered, “i said i think i’m in love with you.” she says again. “for a while now, actually.”
you don’t say anything at first, and Enid begins to think that maybe she shouldn’t have said that. she’s about to open her mouth to apologize when your lips are suddenly on hers, kissing her like you’re starved. Enid wastes no time kissing back, wrapping an arm over your neck and pulling you closer to her.
the two of you kiss desperately for another minute, forgetting entirely what had just happened moments ago. it truly felt like nothing else had to matter in that moment. just you and Enid, and absolutely nothing else.
when you finally pull away, Enid rests her forehead on yours. “for the record,” you breathe out. “i’ve been in love with you for a while too.”
it does contain making out and is overall suggestive so 18+ only please!
you didn’t give Hyunju time when she stepped through the front door of your home. your lips were on hers like magnets, and soon enough you were on your bed with Hyunju above you.
her lips find yours again and you whimper into her mouth. your hands tangle themselves into her hair and tug, your nails scratching her scalp gently. Hyunju’s hands are all over your body, they slide across your waist, squeezing your thighs when she finds them and spread them apart so she’s between them.
your hands leave her hair and instead tug at her shirt, “can i?” you ask softly, to which she nods. you pull her shirt off, eyes glued to her chest. you then take yours off, watching Hyunju do the same to you. you lean forward and start kissing down Hyunju’s chest, smirking when she whimpers under your touch. “i want to take care of you.” Hyunju whispers.
you stop what you’re doing, and Hyunju takes control. she pushes you back down and sucks on your neck, one hand cupping your clothed breast. the feeling sinks straight to your core and you moan her name, trapping her in with your thighs.
she finds your lips again and slips her tongue in, exploring every inch of you. you’re completely weak under her touch, body melting into hers while she kisses you so senselessly.
“Hyunju,” you whimper, mouth opening as you try to find your words, but you can’t. Hyunju cups your face, “what is it, love?” she asks, her thumb gently rubbing your cheek. “tell me what you need.”
“you.” you cry out, “i need you, so bad. please.” you whine. Hyunju hums, leaning her head down to kiss you once more. she pulls away only after a second, and you can sense something inside Hyunju shifts when she smiles at you.
