Dutch Van Der Linde
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You came back to the camp late one night after a mission, your body ached, your head pounded, and your eyelids felt heavy.
Dutch walked into Shady Bell, seeing you sitting on a chair with your head back and your hands on your stomach as you slept.
“Damnit, Ashe.” Dutch sighs, picking you up and gently carrying you to his room so you can sleep peacefully.