Summary: You realize how much Ron cares about you when you get a bad injury
Pairing: Ron Anderson x F!Reader
Warnings: Language, Angst, Fluff
Somehow you found yourself passed out in Carls arms being carried back to Alexandria after going on a simple run.
At first the run was going perfect, you and Carl only ran into a few walkers that were easy to fend off. But after you and him finished getting what you all needed and made your way back you both realized that there were more than there was before.
Both of you agreed to take a detour through the woods to try and avoid the small herd of walkers but with your luck that plan was never going to work.
Carl stayed behind you killing the lone ones off so that you two could get back without worrying about getting tackled from behind. You continued walking through the rough terrain, chopping off limbs of trees in front of you to make it easier for Carl to get through.
You heard a growl on your right so you quickly pulled out your knife and looked around to see if there was any walker trying to plot your death. You eventually saw one dragging its way through the trees.
You quickly sunk your knife through its head and let out a sigh of relief thinking you were safe. Once again, luck wasn’t on your side and soon after you felt yourself getting pulled backwards. Loosing your balance you stepped back into a hole, twisting your ankle, hearing a loud crack, and letting out a scream of pain. Before anything else you shoved your knife through the head of shitty walker that pulled you back in the first place.
Carl came running towards you as he saw a walker next to you and you on the ground his mind wandered. “I’m not bit.” You choked out in pain.
“Don’t look down.” He said walking towards you. “How bad is it.” You said forming your hands into fists and tears slowly rolled down your face. “Don’t move.” He said ignoring your question and cutting a long piece of his flannel off.
“Answer me damn it!” You said in agony. He moved in silence trying to shield your ankle from you as he tightened the piece of fabric around your calf.
“You can’t walk, this will hurt but try to be quiet.” He said as he scooped you up and you suddenly felt all of the pain from your ankle rush through you. You screamed into Carls shoulder before you felt your eyelids closing on you. The last thing you remember is Carl yelling to open the gate and then you loss consciousness.
“What the hell happened!” Rick ran to Carl, still holding you in his arms. “Is she..”
“No.” He cut him off. “She passed out, I have no clue what happened but she’s not bit.”
Rick took you out of Carls arms and ran you to the infirmary. They automatically took you in considering your bone was sticking out.
You woke up in your own room automatically noticing your ankle wrapped up and lifted.
You looked to your left and saw what you thought to be a sleeping Ron resting his head on your bed, you ran your hand through his hair and his head shot up.
Relief was shown on his face as he saw you awake. First thing he did was crash his lips into yours, he wasn’t hesitant at all. You giggled into the kiss and you both separated.
“Shut up.” He said before kissing you again. You ran your hands through his hair and tugged him away softly.
“What’s gotten into you?” You smiled, slightly confused. “You’re never this needy.” You teased.
“You never almost die so I guess we both are a bit off this week.” He said seriously.
“I didn’t almost die, I broke my ankle.” You scoffed.
“Your foot was hanging off of your leg. You would have bled to death if it wasn’t for Carl.” He corrected you. “I’m not fond of him but I swear I’ve never thanked someone so much in my life.”
“I should have listened to you.” You said.
“Don’t.” He shook his head.
“No, you told me not to go out there and I did anyway. Look at me now, I’ve got a screwed ankle and an obviously tired boyfriend that looks like he hasn’t slept in days.”
“I haven’t.” He said shortly.
“What?” You tilted your head.
“I haven’t slept in days.” He said rubbing your cheek with his thumb.
“Why didn’t you sleep? You know I wouldn’t want you staying up for me.” You sighed.
“I know but I couldn’t, I was tired, but I couldn’t sleep. Not without knowing if you would wake up or not.” He said looking at you.
“Two days and eleven hours.” He said as he caressed your cheek.
“You kept track?” You said softly, you swore you were about to cry.
“Yeah, thought you would want to know.” He said.
“Come here.” You moved over in your bed, making sure not to hurt your ankle.
He laid down next to you on his side looking at you.
You both fell into a comfortable silence as you rested your head on his chest and he held you in his arms.
“I love you.” He broke the silence and you felt your heart drop down to hell and up to heaven in a second.
You propped yourself up onto your shoulder and looked at him. “What?”
“I love you.” He repeated himself.
Once again your lips met as you kissed him deeply.
“God, I love you so much.” You mumbled into the kiss.
“You stayed up for two and a half days straight so that you could make sure I’m okay. Yes I love you.” You held his head in your hands.
He smiled and gave you a soft peck before he pulled you back into his arms.
You laid on his chest listening to his heart beat getting slower as he finally fell asleep.
You kissed his chest and then fell into a sleep along with him.
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