Violentine one-shots (The Walking Dead)

Chapter XXXVI: Pinky Promise.

*Clementine's POV*

"Seven, eight, nine... Ten! Ready or not, here I come!" Louis yells, announcing the beginning of the game.

Yes, I know we're teens, but we can still have some pure fun.

I walk slowly trying not to make the floor creak.

My plan is to hide by that big pile of trash because nobody else thinks like me.

Louis has the common sense of a brick.

"Come on out where ever you are." I can hear his voice getting louder, meaning that he's closer than before.

I froze in my tracks, looking between Violet's door and my door.

He's bound to check my room.

I open my door and shut it quickly to throw him off then run into Violet's room.

I quietly shut the door and began looking for a place to hide.

Violet quickly caught my eye as she was trying her hardest to stuff something between the wall and bed.

"Hey, Clem." She started a conversation and looks up at me with a red face.

"Hey tomato cheeks, what're you trying to hide?" I raise an eyebrow, making my way over to her.

"Nothing! Go finish... playing... hide and seek." She muttered, still trying to force something down between the bed.

I stood in front of her with my hands on my hips.

"Violet, I'm not gonna be mad. What is that?" I asked again, trying to look at it.

She moved her arms behind her, still fidgeting with whatever she had and rested her back against the cold wall.

Then an Idea popped up into my head.

The easiest way to get Violet to lose access to thinking is kissing her.

I took my hat off and set it down on the side table, making eye contact with Violet.

Her cheeks got really red and I couldn't help but smile at it.

I slowly crawled onto her bed, earning many looks from her.

Currently, she's going through what Louis calls; a gay panic.

It's adorable.

I straddled over her and didn't break eye contact.

"I..." Violet wanted to say something but as I predicted, she couldn't even think.

I pressed my lips against hers and her eyes fluttered closed.

Her heart was practically beating out of her chest.

Even after almost 3 years of us dating, she can't control her gay panics.

She slid her hands around my waist and deepened the kiss.

One of her favorite things to do, and it almost took me off track.

I have one mission; to see what the hell she's hiding.

Just when I went to go reach behind her, she flipped me on my back and dominated the hell out of me.

Her lips found their way to my neck, leaving kiss after kiss.

I reach for the side of the bed and grab something fuzzy.

I jump at it at first, making Violet stop in her tracks and look up at me.

"You okay?" She made sure she wasn't doing anything wrong.

"I'm fine... But what's this?" I chuckled.

I pulled out a stuffed animal with a huge smile plastered on my face.

"It- It's not- I don't- How did you-"

"English please?" I giggled, holding the stuffed animal close to my chest.

"It's Simba..." She mumbled, still hovering over top of me.

"Say that again." I teased her, pretending I didn't hear what she said.

"It's Simba... From Lion King." She admitted with deep red cheeks.

"Where'd you get it?"

"Um... Well, before my dad became a drunk, he gave it to me..."

"PleaseDon'tTellLouis." She basically said one big word quickly.

"Why not?" I teased her, watching her face get redder every ten seconds.

"Have you not fucking met him? He'll make fun of me until his last breath. And I mean that literally. His last words would be "Vi and Simba, snuggling in a tree. S-N-. How do you spell snuggling again?" And that's accurate."

"I won't." I kiss her on her soft, warm lips.

"Pinky promise?" She rested on her knees, still positioned between my legs.

"Pinky promise." I wrapped my pinky around hers and held it there for a few seconds.

"This is why I love you." She leaned down and kissed me again.

"I love you too."

She started attacking me with playful kisses.

"Hey Vi, have you seen- OhMyGodIsThatAStuffedAnimal???" Louis barged in without knocking... For the 5th time in these 3 years.

"IT'S BEEN THREE YEARS AND YOU STILL DON'T KNOCK?" Violet turned around and shouted.

"I've grown immune to anything that I'll walk in on one day. I've seen it all."

"Get out Louis." Violet gave him a full body eye roll.

"I'm telling everyone you have a stuffed animal." Louis shut the door and you could hear his footsteps leading down the hallway.

"Oh fuck me." Violet grumbled, attempting to throw her head back, only to hit it on the top bunk.

"FUCK."

"You okay?" I sit up quickly and rub her head.

"Yeah... And can you save my reputation?"

"Yes, I'll tell them it's mine."

"Another reason I love you."