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It's munday c:
{ ; that cute girl. }
TO BE CLEAN AGAIN FELT LIKE heaven. It had been so long since the twenty-one-year-old had a shower, and she was already in love with this Alexandria place. Sure -- the people were a little weird, but they were safe and they finally had a place to sleep without having to keep one eye open. Everyone's main concern was growing soft and weak; but May wasn't worried about that. She'd always be able to kick ass.
SPOTTING TARA IN ANOTHER room, she noticed the slightly older woman had already taken a shower also. "Well, well well ---- you clean up quite nicely." Was she openly flirting now? Judging by the smirk on her face and the way she twirled her own now clean hair around her finger, she most certainly was.
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"YOU GUYS ---- I'm clean. I'm finally clean!"
"You're okay. It was just a bad dream."
She woke up with arms secured around her, her breath was heavy, and tears had been streaming down her face. The dream just felt… so real. Even in her dreams, she couldn’t save Meghan. It was a dream that had been haunting her for a while now.
"What?"
It took her a moment to realize that she was awake. She looked up at May with wide Brown eyes. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath and she lifted her head- everyone else was asleep. It must have been the middle of the night. She suddenly felt guilt that she had woken the younger girl. Instinctively, she leaned against the other woman and closed her eyes again. “I’m sorry.” It felt like her heart was going to leap out of her chest. Without thinking, she felt around for May’s hand. She just needed someone.
MAY WAS JUST ABOUT TO TELL TARA that it was okay, and that there was no need to apologize for anything, because nightmares happened and there was nothing any of them could do about it ---- but then she felt a hand grasp her own. It was warm and comforting, and she realized it was probably a lot more comforting to Tara right now, so she didn't protest. No, she just sat there and held the other woman's hand, leaning into her a bit to make sure she stayed comfortable. "Go back to sleep. I'll be right here."
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i’m such an asshole but i’m also a very kind-hearted person who likes making ppl happy and if i love u i will love u with all my heart and all my soul but then i’m also such an asshole
"You're okay. It was just a bad dream."
She woke up with arms secured around her, her breath was heavy, and tears had been streaming down her face. The dream just felt… so real. Even in her dreams, she couldn’t save Meghan. It was a dream that had been haunting her for a while now.
"What?"
MAY TOOK NOTICE OF THE SOMEWHAT loud murmuring Tara was making in her sleep, and luckily the younger Greene was the only one she managed to wake up. If she were to walk up Judith, she couldn't imagine that would make anyone very happy. She could see a faint amount of sweat beading on Tara's skin in the moonlight shining through the beams of the barn and May quietly crawled the short ways over to the other woman's makeshift bed, before taking her in her arms. "Hey," May whispered, "don't worry ---- it was only a bad dream." She said after Tara had woke up, and she pushed some sweat drenched hair out of Tara's face. "Everything is fine."
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UNSURE IF THIS REACTION WAS what she actually wanted or not, May couldn’t really tell if Tara was figuring out May’s attraction for her or not. She hadn’t felt this many butterflies in her stomach because of another person in years. Glancing over at Tara, the younger...
MAY FELT A BIT MORE comfortable now, for whatever reason. Perhaps because Tara didn't pull away, or even flinch, as she touched her hair. She let her fingers linger there for longer than just to get the straw out. She didn't know what came over her. A major confidence boost, perhaps because of the reactions she was getting from the other woman. She felt like she might actually be needed for once. She might actually be able to comfort someone, and give them what they wanted while getting what she wanted at the same time. Honestly, she's felt useless lately, especially after Beth died. She wanted nothing more than to fade into nonexistent as it's stated in her notebook several times since she already felt invisible. But now ---- someone was looking right at her, and they actually saw her. "You better," May smiled, finally taking her hand and bravely flattening gentle fingers over the side of Tara's jawline before removing her hand completely. "I'm sorry that I've been acting weird around you. Unless you haven't even noticed..."
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HONESTLY, MAY DIDN’T EVEN CARE IF anyone were to walk in right now. In fact, the reaction they’d receive would probably be amusing and embarrassing for the person to witness this out of context scene. Especially if it were Maggie. Ha. Now she would certainly get a...
UNSURE IF THIS REACTION WAS what she actually wanted or not, May couldn't really tell if Tara was figuring out May's attraction for her or not. She hadn't felt this many butterflies in her stomach because of another person in years. Glancing over at Tara, the younger girl gathered a bit of courage and rolled over to remove the pieces of straw from the other woman's hair. "I'm not normally a very nice person, either, so you should feel pretty damn special," a gentle chuckle left her lips. It seemed as though she was gaining her confidence back -- slowly but surely.
"Is that my shirt?"
Send “Is that my shirt?” for your muse finding mine in your muse’s shirt
' oh, is it? '
she coudln’t help the slysmirk that overtook her lips. teasing may was incredibly hard to pass up.so she never did.
' come on, may. is anything really anyone’s anymore? ‘
"THAT WAS LIKE-- THE ONLY clean shirt I had left," May responded, only slightly annoyed with her younger sister for stealing her clothing. Little did Beth know there was someone in the group May had an attraction too, and she was saving that clean shirt for a particular moment.
i’m the ship partner who gets overly excited about every little interaction between our muses; and who will do anything to give feels.
MAY COULD TELL THAT TARA FELT badly about trying to steal her notebook, and she knew for a fact that her privacy would continue to be safe. “No, it’s okay. I just wanna keep my privacy. But I’ll tell you the last thing I wrote about you —— if you wanna know…?” Of...
HONESTLY, MAY DIDN'T EVEN CARE IF anyone were to walk in right now. In fact, the reaction they'd receive would probably be amusing and embarrassing for the person to witness this out of context scene. Especially if it were Maggie. Ha. Now she would certainly get a kick out of that. "It's nothing bad," she bit her lower lip, holding her breath as she held onto the last moment of secrecy. "I wrote that you... have the cutest smile I've ever seen."
Hearing you whisper “I love you” is my favorite song.
Send "Is that my shirt?" for your muse finding mine in your muse's shirt