A few Days ago (Y/N) was on a run together with Rick, when she found it. A Bow and more Arrows than she propably needed... or barely enough if you think about that she never used one in her life. Unfortunately the Bow only layed around and collected dust because she was to embarassed to train with it. What if Daryl walked by and saw how she failed miserabely or accidently shot someone. Well even if Daryl saw what would he care? It wouldn't change a fact about her being only a Kid to him. Oh if she only knew how wrong she was!
He wouldn't admit it but he liked her cheerfull and carefree aditute. Yes (Y/N) sometimes annoyed him to no end... but he somehow liked the attention she was giving him, and ONLY him. She didn't even care about the others her age running around. But he just took it, that she trusted him like a big Brother or even... Father. This made him shudder everytime he thought about it. He was always surprised how (Y/N) still could keep this cheerfull attitude even though the world has gone to hell and well... she lost her Family in a pretty Horrbile way. (I'll leave this to your Imagination! Everyone has a other idea on what they want their past to look like... and if you want your family to be still alive.. I didn't say anything abot dying so YA WELCOME!! Ok.. keep going..)While Daryl hid his feelings pretty well, (Y/N) was like an open book. Well at least to everyone but Daryl. They all noticed the younger girl was rather fond of the redneck... well except said Redneck. Even though Rick noticed the change in Daryls demanor around (Y/N). He was less tense and even allowed her to hug him sometimes or he didn't shoo her away like others when they invaded his 'Personal Space'. Even though he knew, Rick decided he wouldn't say anything for now.. they should find together on their own.
- Now -
Finally (Y/N) decided she would do it. She would ask Daryl for help to learn how to use a Bow. Firstly it was a waste leaving it lying there and secondly... she really wanted to spend time with Daryl and it was slowly getting harder due the Fact she had used almost every excuse she knew till noe... So this was the best excuse for now. She took a shaky breath griping the bow in one hand and the arrows in the other and made her way over towards Daryl who sat on the Stairs cleaning his Crossbow from the last Hunt. As she stopped infront of him her voice got stuck in her throat not saying anything she just stared at the Redneck. He finally seemed to notice her and looked up. His eyes wandered over the Bow upwards and landed on her eyes. As their eyes met she finally swalowed the lump in her throat. She felt her heart beat in her chest and she was sure even the Walkers outside could hear. Daryl waited for her to speak up as he raised an eyebrow at her. He really had to hold back a small smile at her somehow flustered state but he could keep his stoic Face. "U-umm..." (Y/N) tried to get something out but failed miserabely. "What?" Daryl asked slightly annoyed. He hated it when someone couldn't say what they wanted but well.. he somehow thought it was cute with her as well. "C-could you... Could you maybe teach me?" She asked with a voice that was a little bit to high for her comfort. As she said that (Y/N) held up the Bow hoping he would get what she wanted. Luckily he seemd to get it. "You want me to teach you how to shoot the Bow?" He asked as the girl nodded stifly.
"Go bother someone else."
Came out of his mouth before he even registered it. He felt a pang of guilt as he saw her hurt expression but he just couldn't let her know what he really thought. But as always she didn't give up now. "B-But Daryl.. you are the only one that uses a Crossbow and knows how to Hunt.. the others don't know about Bows.. and stuff..." (Y/N) started with enthusiasm but it turned more and more into a mumble at the end. If only she knew how he loved it when she said his name like that. So innocent and yet so demanding at the same time. He was silent for a short while before he spoke up. "Fine..." He said at least. What she did next made his heart Jump. A bright smile lit onto her face as she squealed in delight. Throwing the quiver over her shoulder she grabbed his Hand pulling him after her. Not having the heart to pull away he followed after her but somehow maneged to take his Crossbow with him. Rick watched in amusement as they went outside and what made him smile even more was as he saw the small smile that graced Daryls lips.
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Can you Teach me?
FanfictionThe Reader finds a Bow and asks Daryl to teach her how to use it. Just for safety reasons of course... Beware, I wrote the Story with the Idea that the Reader is at least 8 Years younger than Daryl. I imagine him to be around 35 here.