Apocalypse Now

Chapter 26: Bad Company

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It was taking me longer than I expected to fall back asleep, every time I closed my eyes I would see images from my dream. And I was pretty sure Daryl was awake as well, he kept shifting, huffing several times, his breath never evened out, so I knew he wasn't asleep. So now my dream was not only effecting me, but him as well. Under normal circumstances that would have made me laugh but the effect on me was too damn frustrating.

I closed my eyes again, more explicit images coming forth, making me growl.

"Do ya always growl in yer' sleep?" he asked frustrated. So that had been out loud. Interesting.

I couldn't help but smile. "I don't know, do I?" I chuckle. How was I supposed to know if I growled in my sleep? "Just can't get back to sleep."

"Me either" he sighed. "So tell me bout the dream..."

"Isn't that the reason why we both can't sleep? Won't that just make it worse?" I reply.

"Well ya could just show me..." he said quietly.

I wasn't sure I had just heard him right. I glanced back over my shoulder to see he hadn't moved much. He was laying on his back, arms behind his head, staring up at the tent roof.

"Cos that worked out so well before" I sighed turning over, my shoulder starting to hurt. He glanced quickly at me before resuming his stare down at the roof. I readjusted the blankets again, closed my eyes and tried once again to get back to sleep. And failing to do so as more images from my dream kept taunting me. I scrunched my eyes tighter, resisting the urge to growl.

I froze when I felt his breath against my cheek. When did he move closer? I hadn't even heard him shift. The heat once again radiating from him. I kept my eyes closed, just in case I was dreaming. That damn dream will be the death of me. I took a shaky breath in, not realising I had been holding it.

In the back of my head, I was trying to stop myself from what I was about to say but my "Fuck it" attitude pushed it way forward.

"So you gonna kiss me or what Dixon?" I said with a bit of sass.

I heard him freeze, his breath halting as my words tumbled out. He mumbled something I couldn't make out then moved forward crashing his lips into mine. Now I was the one who was stunned, regardless of what I had said seconds before.

I wasn't about to let him pull away, so I kissed him back, putting all my frustrations from my dream into that kiss.

He made a growling sound as I tugged him closer. I couldn't help the smirk on my face.

"Now who's the one growling" I chuckle.

"Shut it woman" he growled before crashing his lips against mine again, his hand winding into my hair.

And the kiss was surprisingly gentle. Very different from my dream. The dream had been rough and needy and this...this was the way you would kiss someone who you really cared for. Panic and doubt started to creep into my mind, I wasn't sure if I could go through with it. As bad as I want him, I'm afraid I'll fuck it up and cause a huge divide in the group, where I would have to leave and go back to being on my own again.