Sometimes logic is the most, I donât know, logical thing to apply to a situation.
Because Daryl Dixon has shown every*damn*body who his number one priority is this season.
Heâs dropped wholeass conversations and pretended like people in front of him were all but invisible to meet Carol Peletier halfway on a dock when her ship come in and sweep her up in his arms and off her feet in the most exuberant and happily relieved hugs ever and essentially ignored the rest of the people loitering around because his vision narrowed strictly to her.
Right before that, he blew off discussions and scouting trips to investigate whether the latest big bad threatening the communitiesâ safety had returned in favor of waiting for her ship to come in and he continued to blow the whole situation off to get Carol alone for some quality just Carol and Daryl time.
Knowing the Whisperers were still out there, he still daydreamed of escaping to somewhere new and leaving everybody behindâeverybody except Carol because sheâs the only person he can envision actually escaping for and with.
The man made her a friendship bracelet and flirted and blushed in her presence like an awkward dork with a crush.
He expressly told Carol he needed her to stay.
He bodily restrained her from taking a second shot at Alpha when the bald baddie taunted her and he looked past any misgivings he might have had to tell her he believed her about the Whisperers nobody else had seen but Carol.
Before that, he came running when Carol screamed his name in that old school and fat chance convincing me he didnât help carry her injured ass all the way to the same infirmary that he waited outside of like a worried husband.
Heâs made her dinner trays with flowers, looking out for her physical well-being when sheâs been lost in her ongoing grief and he felt powerless to help with it. Â
His thoughts, this season, have rarely strayed from her and his eyes have been open and watching out for her because he wants to be her safety net while sheâs been struggling so very much with Henryâs loss and her consuming need for vengeance. I mean, granted. Daryl Dixon is no fuss, no muss pretty much 24/7, but have yâall ever seen a man get his ass ready that quick to follow a woman without some kind of promised benefit to him? Yeah. Naw.
He did his version of getting the Dixon flirt on again when they were tossing acorns at a canâbecause they be cutely competitive af.
Daryl Dixon when teased by Carol Peletier about whether his budding friendship with a sweet and seemingly perfect fellow community member could be more? Deadass told her with utmost seriousness and sincerity that it wasnât like thatânot at all.
And then proceeded to pocket the double capper acorn Carol gave him as a good luck charm right over his heart and later gaze at it longingly in the privacy of his own room.
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