Save the Savior | TWD

Ophelia

"Amanda, you know I hate having to deal with this. I've told you before that I can't keep covering for you. This is the third time." I complained to the woman that I was collecting the weapons and ammo from.
"Please, Ophelia. You know just how hard it is to struggle with this. We don't have enough ammunition to get us through five of those things out there if you take all of what we're giving you." Amanda begged. I hated lying on the tally sheets but I felt dearly for this woman.
"This is the last time, Amanda. You need to bust your ass before we get here again in two weeks. Take the ammo and just send over the weapons you've recently found." I gave her a hug and gathered the rest of the items as she thanked me. I gave her a quick smile before walking out of the inventory room. It took four hours to get all of the weapons but it was done and I had managed to work significantly quick. It was pretty dark outside by the time I'd walked outside. I made my way towards the outside of the gates towards the RVs. I saw some of the men outside of their RVs, most of them chatting and eating. I placed the weapons in the truck that was empty and searched for Dwight. I found him and Simon talking outside of the RV.
"Took you long enough, how much did you get out of them." Simon asked, helping Dwight lay his attention on me.
"I got a lot. They had all the ammo we asked for, same with the weapons." I lied, I knew Simon would freak if he'd found out.
"Good. Negan won't get pissy about it," Simon sighed, laying back into his chair.
"Hey, did you get enough done today?" I asked Dwight, while pushing my hand through his hair.
"Mhm, I guess it was enough. They didn't have much water, I let them keep all of it so we're gonna have to find out how to keep it from Negan." Dwight was stressed, he always was when it came to things like this.
"I'm sure he won't notice, stop getting out of shape Dwight. Even if he does, I doubt he'll say something." I gave him a quick kiss on the forehead before walking into the RV. I heard him sigh as I walked into the vehicle.
I needed to change into some different clothes but my bag with my shirts was in our pickup truck; which resulted into me having to wear one of Dwight's shirts.
Of course, it didn't fit me. He was obviously larger than me, the shirt went down to my mid-thigh. I grabbed some random shorts which were indeed very short, I always hated that, and lied down on the only bed of the RV. Great, I thought, we had to share a little bed. I didn't mind but I hated little beds, they're were annoying.
I broke out of my thoughts as Dwight walked into the RV, shutting the door and setting down a cup he'd taken outside.
"Mhm ever heard of get your own shirts, princess?" He teased, laughing at how big the shirt was.
"Well maybe if someone had been considerate enough to grab my things along with their own, things wouldn't have to end up like this." I smiled, covering myself up with the blanket. I watched as he took off his shirt and throwing it into the basket. I always liked his chest. He was a bit lankier than he looked but I liked it.
"Well maybe if someone didn't take so damn long in inventory, this wouldn't have happened." He gestured towards me.
"Yeah okay, jerk. Shut up."
"So did you really get enough shit today?" It always aggravated me whenever Dwight knew I was lying about something.
"No, not even close." I grunted and turned my whole body over to shove my head in the pillow.
"You need to stop letting them off the hook. Someone is gonna notice and tell Negan. Then you know he's gonna take it out on you." I kept my head in my pillow and silently whined even more in head. He was right, like always
"Well it's not like it matters, everyone already knows he'll just fuck me and get over it afterwards. Because apparently, I'm the biggest slut of them all!" I yelled before shoving my face back into the pillow.
"Don't say shit like that," I knew he didn't like that I spoke so low of myself. "You know it's not true."
"Well people are thinking it." I looked down at the blanket and picked at the fibers.
"Well that shouldn't matter to you. They're bums and you know that." Dwight stated and sat next to me.He sighed and put his arm around me. "I'll tell you what, next time one of those fucking pigs says something like that to you, I'll personally fucking kill them. Understand?" He whispered. I nodded and smiled as he kissed my temples.
"Try to sleep, you've been working a lot these past few days." I obeyed and let my head fall onto the pillow below me. I opened my eyes to see Dwight grabbing a pillow and blanket, walking towards the couch.
"Where are you going?" I sat up.
"To sleep on the couch, darlin'." He chuckled and turned off the lights of the RV.
"No, you don't have to sleep over there. Come lay with me. We can share the bed, stupid." I patted the second pillow beside mine.
I heard him huff, I couldn't see his face in the darkness but I knew why he was doing this; he didn't want anyone to tell Negan that we were sleeping in the same bed.
"Come on, Dwight. Sleep with me tonight." I rested my head back onto the pillow and turned towards the wall to fall asleep. I silently gave up, hearing him shifting around.
Suddenly I felt the side of the small bed dip. I turned over to see Dwight lying down with me. I smiled and kissed his head.
"Goodnight Dwight," I whispered and rested my head on his bare shoulder.

"Goodnight darlin'."

Dwight

I didn't plan on sleeping in the same bed as her. I knew I had to wake up earlier than Simon when he would come in to wake me in the morning. I was laying there with my eyes tied to the ceiling of the RV for about ten minutes while Ophelia was fast asleep. I ran my hand through her hair, down her cheekbones, to her jaw, she was beautiful.
For about two hours, I just lied there with her. Holding her and praising her.
I only wish she knew.