New Daryl Dixon x Reader One Shot. i hope you like it. As always sorry for my bad English...
[I don't own The Walking Dead or the characters!]
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Alexandria. A place where you could just relax...
You tried to remember the last time in these strange times when you could just lie in bed and read a book. You enjoyed the warmth of the blanket and the peace that was not very rare. Theoretically, you should be on a run with Daryl right now, getting some necessary things, but you had to stay in bed due to a graze on your right side. The wound wasn't very big and since it wasn't infected, it healed well. You thought you could help, but when everyone insisted that you should rest, you didn't want to complain. You enjoyed the days of rest, just doing absolutely nothing...
Daryl wasn't there, but he still insisted that dog stays with you to keep you company. You didn't want to complain, you had really learned to love the hairy four-legged friend. At first you had your differences, especially because Daryl paid more attention to dog than to you, but by now you loved to cuddle the fluffy fur.
Now you lay in bed dressed in grey sweatpants and a white top and stroked Dog's head. Actually, you and Daryl had agreed that dog wasn't allowed in bed, but who could resist those sweet eyes.
He had his eyes closed and was dozing off next to you. You continued to read your book, which was about a young wizard, and just rested.
Suddenly Dog's head shot up, the four-legged friend jumped up wagging his tail and ran downstairs. That could only mean that Daryl was back. Seconds later, you heard the door slam shut again and ran down the stairs yourself.
Daryl stroked Dog's fur furiously and Dog whimpered with joy, overwhelmed that his master was back. You immediately ran over to Daryl and jumped into his arms. Your arms wrapped around his neck, your legs around his tallie and his hands on your ass to press you closer to him. Your lips met instantly, his so rough and warm, and soon your tongues fell into a battle of dominance....
After a short while, however, you were interrupted when Dog suddenly jumped against you and Daryl. He tried to press himself onto Daryl's arm between you and Daryl, but it didn't work very well. Laughing, you stopped the kiss when Dog finally stood with his front paws on your thigh. Daryl set you back down on the floor. Grinning, he turned his attention back to dog and petted him.
"Go back to bed, sunshine, you shouldn't have come down," Daryl explained, still petting the dog.
You rolled your eyes instantly.
"I saw that. Come on, off to bed," he said as he turned towards the front door.
"Where are you going?" you asked crossing your arms, puzzled.
"I'm going to walk the dog. We'll be right back and then I want to look at your wound."
"Daryl, I'm fine. You don't need to keep watching me like I'm a little kid and can't handle anything."
"Then stop acting like one."
"I'm not!"
Sighing, he opened the door and waved Dog through with a wave of his hand, "If I hadn't made you, you never would have gone to the infirmary," the door slammed back into the lock. You didn't have time to say anything against him, you had to admit defeat, because somewhere you were glad that he cared so much about you. You went back up the stairs, fell into your bed and buried your nose in your book again.
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After about half an hour, Dog came back through the door and jumped on the bed. He lay down next to you and rested his head on your good side. You began to scratch his fur on the side. A moment later, Daryl came into the room and sat down next to you on the edge of the bed. He pressed a kiss to your hairline and lightly stroked up and down your arm.
"I thought you didn't want dog in the bed..." he interrupted the silence.
"Have you seen those eyes, you just can't stand against him..." you explained as you put the book down.
Daryl started laughing, "Oh darling, I knew you wouldn't be able to resist that look for long either."
"Just shut the fuck up," you laughed yourself as you playfully smacked him against one of his muscular arms.
Daryl held both of your hands in his one hand as you continued to laugh. Dog had also lifted his head by now and was standing on his four legs again. He began to lick your face while Daryl pressed your arms against the bed above your head. You continued to giggle to yourself as Daryl carefully began to pull your top up. Thanks to the painkiller you the wound didn't hurt.
"Daryl, not in front of the dog," you giggled as you continued to squirm in Daryl's grip as the dog continued to lick you.
"Oh don't worry sunshine, I just want to see how your wound is doing," he instructed you, which disappointed you a little....
"Dog off!", immediately Dog obeyed Daryl's command and lay still, looking expectantly at the other side of the bed.
Daryl let go of your hands again when you had stopped resisting him. Carefully, he helped you sit up and removed the bandage from around your ribs. You grabbed Daryl's arm with the last bit of the bandage that had dried a little from the blood on the wound and clenched your teeth. Daryl stopped in his movement and looked at you with concern.
"You okay?"
You nodded and let go of his arm while he carefully pulled off the last piece of the bandage.
His warm, rough fingers gently stroked the skin next to the wound and on down your body. A shiver ran down your spine at the sensation. You leaned back against Daryl's chest and closed your eyes.
"Does somebody like that," he murmured in your ear.
"Mhhh"
Daryl chuckled, "Come on y/n there needs to be a new bandage around that wound, then you can get back to reading and have all your peace."
"But I don't want to read. I want to cuddle," you announced with a sad face. Daryl couldn't say no to the adorable figure in front of him and of course he agreed for his own sake as well.
Before he got up to get a new bandage, he gave you a quick kiss and then disappeared briefly into the bathroom.
Gently, he put the new bandage around your upper body and pulled your top back down. You lay back in bed and waited until he came back freshly showered. In the meantime, you had already cuddled with dog so that he was lying with his head on your good side again.
When Daryl lay down, you snuggled right up against his naked torso and closed your eyes. Daryl began to draw patterns on your skin with one hand and with the other he curled Dog's fur.
"Tell me about your run," your soft voice broke the silence for a moment, until you dozed off more and more at his rough voice...
