You always felt like and outcast of your group so you started spending a lot of your free time with Daryl. At first, he seemed cold and unbothered by you. Little did you know it's all going to change pretty soon.
At first, it was simple things like helping you carry bags after group scavenging, teaching you how to use your knife, and teaching you how to shoot a firearm. It all appeared natural to you; he was simply trying to help like everyone else.
"Yer grasp's too loose. Hold it like this."
"You're going to shoot meh with that thing in yo' hands."
After some time, you both began to receive curious looks from the others. When Daryl insisted on being partnered with you, you could see he was acting strangely. He always kept an eye on you, no matter how far or near you were. He would rather sacrifice himself than let anything hurt you.
"Watch ya' step, clumsy. You've grown on meh, and I can't let you do something stupid now."
"I might miss ya a little too much."
Later, things became obvious. When he and Rick returned from a mission, Daryl was sprinting around the campsite, checking to see whether you were present and wanting to hug you. He was always the first to greet you in the morning and occasionally took you for a trip on his motorcycle. When you pressed against his back on the motorcycle, you could hear his breathing speed up.
"Wow, wow. Ease yo' grip, sweetie, I'm not going anywhere."
Hii guys :). I hope y'all like this little mess I made about Daryl. He's my fav character from TWD so I thought why not write something about him. Anyways, hope you liked it. Feel free to request anything!
