What if Lori had served Rick with divorce papers when she'd said "sometimes I wonder if you even care about us at all." Rick shows up to the camp fully free to pursue an interest in Daryl. (pretends that Merle wasn't with the away team when they got Rick- so Daryl isn't pissed at him.)
Rick saunters around the camp slowly, Carl tucked under his arm and eyes set on a particular prickly redneck. He can feel Lori's brown eyes staring him down, but to hell if he cares. Daryl is talking to Glenn, leaning against the red car, shoulders brushing and lips pulled back in easy smiles.
"Daryl's pretty cool, huh?" Carl teases, nudging his father in the ribs. Rick starts and tears his gaze away from loose and sweaty tanktop and stare down at his son.
"Yeah," The ex-cop laughs roughly. "Yeah he's pretty cool."
His son grins up at him devilishly, and Rick blushes magenta, and Daryl's completely oblivious.
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Okay honestly this didnt want to come out
Send me rickyl plots!!
