December
Walking through the crowd of pedestrians, Rick held Michonne's mittened hand. His feet pounded the pavement as they made their way through the crowded park. She intermittently glanced back at him, ensuring he was still behind her, peeking at his flushed cheeks and wind tussled hair.
"I swear we are almost there" she yelled over the sounds of Christmas music and passersby.
The fervent waving of Sasha and Maggie drew Rick's eyes in their direction. They were sitting on a bench in the Boston Commons on the Soldiers and Sailors Monument.
"See! We made it." she said giving his hand a gentle squeeze.
"Hey" Sasha said to the couple "You're here just in time for some hot chocolate."
Michonne reached over and embraced Sasha and Maggie, who in turn embraced Rick.
"I brought some cider and some donuts" Michonne said, placing her belongings on the bench and reaching in for an unreasonably large thermos.
"Where did you get that thing? The sheer girth is intimidating." Maggie laughed, raising her eyebrows at Michonne.
"I come baring warm and extremely potent libations and all you care about is girth. You're filthy Greene." Michonne teased. Rick stood quietly as the friends riffed off one another, enjoying the easy banger between the three. He had enjoyed getting to know Sasha and Maggie greatly and felt as though the merger between his friends and Michonne's spoke to the type of woman she was, gracious, powerful and silly; her friends were some of the kindest people he'd ever met and it made him relieved that they had so willingly accepted him.
"Hey" a familiar voice came from behind his line of sight. Rick turned to find Glenn and Daryl walking to the top of the hill and towards the group.
"Hey y'all. Didn't know you'd be here." he said looking between his two friends.
"Yeah, Sasha invited us." Daryl mumbled, glancing down and up at Rick.
"Hey guys!" Michonne said greeting the two gents who she had known would be sure to follow. She winked at Daryl remembering that mere hours ago she had walked in on him in her bathroom washing his hands and humming Boston.
Michonne whistled "More than a Feeling" causing Daryl to blush slightly and walk gingerly towards Sasha who greeted him with a chase kiss. Glenn and Maggie had also greeted one another and were talking together.
"What was that?" Rick asked, not having seen Daryl in a few days due to shift changes.
"Oh nothing. Just can't seem to get Journey out of my head for some reason. I heard it at home today." she noted nudging her head towards Daryl's direction. Rick chucked heartedly at the revelation that Daryl had been at Michonne house that morning, which meant he had spent the night.
"Well, hot damn." Rick mumbled and turned to Daryl to give him a not so subtle thumbs up. Glenn, Maggie, and Michonne laughed as Sasha and Daryl flipped Rick off.
The hour passed by quickly as the group enjoyed their warm drinks in preparation for the lighting of the tree. Although Michonne hadn't gone to the tree lighting in Boston Commons for years, sharing this simple event with Rick was something she truly wanted to do. Sasha and Maggie had both jumped at the chance to drink in public and had invited their respective significant others. Andrea and Shane had opted out, both stating they had respective dates. Michonne had suspected they were seeing one another again but didn't want to give Andrea too much grief just yet.
"You smell good" Rick whispered in her ear. "That might just be the cider you're smelling" she said, turning to face him. His face flushed from the brisk wind whipping around. "I have an early day tomorrow, we're finishing up the semester and I have a final to review" she said into his chest. Rick nodded at her, staring into her eyes and marveling at how they twinkled, the warm street light bouncing off her features, creating an almost ethereal glow. "Wanna take me home?" she asked, moving close to his ear. "Oh yeah." he replied.
"Michonne! It's Saturday" Rick signed laying on his back, his shirtless torso flexing as he rested his hands under his head.
"I have to finish some applications!" she huffed, pulling her socks on and racing around Rick's room to grab her discarded clothes. Her lithe form dancing in the morning light. Rick watched with appreciation as Michonne collected her shirt and bra from across his room, her firm breasts bouncing as she reached for each piece.
"You've been filling out applications the last few weeks. None of 'em are even due for two months. Why don't you stay for breakfast?" he said watching her bend over to gather her jeans from the floor. Getting up Rick sauntered over to her, sliding his hands along her bare torso and leaning into her exposed neck.
"I'll make you whatever you want" he said, nuzzling into her ear and giving it a gentle tug between his teeth. A quiet "mmm" slipped from her lips before she could stop herself. "Anything Officer?" she asked, Her voice dripping with suggestion as she turned to face him in the early morning glow. His hands had managed to snake around her waist as he pulled her into his chest. Michonne ran her fingers across his exposed shoulder and down his defined back. Rick kissed her gently, swaying a bit as her grip tightened against his biceps. "Anythang…" he replied, snaking his hands to claim her fully erect nipple, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Make me cum, and then make me omelets." she said, smirking at him.
Rick smiled to himself. "You want it in that order?" he asked, sliding both hands to squeeze her supple bottom, feeling his body flush with heat, his own arousal coming to life with a vengeance.
"Yes, Officer… in that order" she sighed, kissing his face and backing him into the warmth and comfort of his bed.
Michonne dropped off the bags she had in her living room foyer, dropping her shoes and and jackets in their respective places. She noticed a pair of unfamiliar shoes haphazardly thrown in the corner. Taking her bags from the floor, she walked through her apartment, her headphones blasting Solange's True and humming along. After putting the gifts she had purchased for her family, friends, and Rick away she walked into her kitchen. With her headphone on, Michonne did not seeing the body standing in her way, which she promptly bumped into.
"What the hell!" she screamed!
Shane, naked as the day he was born, stood in front of her refrigerator apparently focused on getting something to eat. "Oh shit!" he said, not really hiding the fact that he was ass out in her kitchen.
"Sorry 'Chonne. Wanted a snack." he shrugged, she stood there keeping her eyes up waiting for him to either leave the room or put something over himself.
"Shane! Get the fuck out of my kitchen! God. And put some clothes on!" she screamed. Minutes later Andrea emerged in her robe with a smug smile on her face.
"Andy! What. the. Literal. Fuck!" she said.
"Sorry, Mish." she said "I thought you wouldn't be home for a while and Sasha's at the station for the next couple days."
"At least have him put something on when he's here… Wait, will he be here again?"
"I hear ya Chonne." Shane's booming voice came from across the apartment.
"Haha." she said dryly "Michonne! He'll be around more" Andrea said shyly.
"Well, fine." Michonne said walking towards Shanes voice.
"When I stay at your house, I at least have the decency to put something on." she said through the door.
"It'da be no bother if you had no decency sweetheart." Shane replied.
"You are a dog" Michonne laughed, glancing at Andrea who was shaking her head in embarrassment. The sound of barking was her only reply.
"Keep him on his leash" Michonne said, walking towards her room.
"I'm going to 1369 for a while. Text me when it's safe to return."
"In that case, you might wanna just go to Ricks. We got some catching up to do." Andrea said wiggling her eyebrows up and down to the chagrin of Michonne.
"You owe me." She replied, preparing to gather an overnight bag "Shane, give me your keys. Rick's working the night shift."
"You just gonna stay at my house without my best friend?" Shane said, peeking his head from behind Andrea's door.
"You'll thank me later." she replied with her left hand out, "Keys Casanova!"
"Fine"
"Good. Bye you freaks!" Michonne said, slamming the door on what would be added to the annex of 'embarrassing things Andrea subjected me to in law school' .
