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Daryl Dixon/Shane Walsh Let me Take Care of You

Daryl rolled over in bed, he was stuffy and his head hurt. "Ah.. shit."

Shane was cooking breakfast when he heard Daryl groan. He placed the pancakes on their respective plates and hurried to their bedroom. "Dare?"

"Hey.." he grumbled. "Sorry..." He sat upright with a groan.

"Baby?"

"I'm fine..." Daryl remarked wiping his face clean. "Sorry."

"I made breakfast, but you don't look so good. Are you alright really, don't lie to me."

"I just feel off, my nose is stuffy but I'm fine." He stood up but stumbled slightly to the side. Shane helped him stand upright. "Shane please I'm fine."

"You don't look fine." Shane muttered taking Daryl's hand in his and led him to the kitchen. "Sit, eat." Daryl ate the pancakes and some fruit. He drank some of the orange juice and sniffled again. Shane watched him carefully. "Daryl, please listen to me. You need to rest."

"I'm... I'm fine."

"Daryl Dixon Walsh."

Daryl looked up with surprise, they were only dating, he had never said his last name after his before. "Shane..."

"Please go lay down. I will take care of you. I'm always going to take care or you."

Daryl seethed softly but nodded. "Yes sir."

"Don't be snarky," Shane said softly, "I'm only trying to take care of you baby. You've been through so much shit the least I can do is care for you."

Daryl nodded and stood up, Shane helped his wobbling frame back to bed. Shane kissed his forehead and went off to the bathroom to get a thermometer. "Daryl honey. Put this in your mouth, hold it till it beeps."

"Not a baby." Dark grumbled and took the thermometer. He sat and waited till the thing beeped. Shane took it and looked over the temp.

"You have a fever," Shane explained as he ran his hand over his forehead. "You are staying in bed till you get better."

"Shane... I-."

"No, I will take care of you. I will take care of you okay?" Daryl nodded watching him carefully as he left the room only to return with a bottle of water. "Drink this all day please, I'll fill it up as often as I need to."

"Shane.."

"Please baby, just let me take care of you, okay?" Shane offered him some meds which he took without a fuss.

Daryl tried to ignore the embarrassment he felt. He always took care of himself.

Daryl turned over in her and tried to rest since getting out of bed wasn't an option at the moment. Shane returned to check on him a few times giving him forehead kissed and checking the water bottles progress.

Daryl fell asleep after laying snuggled into Shane's pillow. Shane smiled and kissed his forehead and laid beside him for a while. He kept an eye on the clock and got up to make soup for Daryl while he slept.

Daryl woke and felt somewhat better because of the medicine he was given. He want to get up and find Shane but the man was soon back in their room with a tray.

Some crackers, a bowl of chicken noodle soup, and a few strawberries were set up on the tray that he laid on his lap.

"Just eat what you can okay?"

"Ok." Daryl managed out feeling bad, he loved Shane and didn't expect him to do things for him but he did just because he wanted to and could. Shane always made sure to take care of Daryl, but Daryl never felt like he deserved it. "Thank you."

"I love you baby, and want you to get better."

"I love you too." Daryl replied.

Shane kissed his forehead and sat beside him while he ate. Shane would do anything for Daryl, and always wanted to ensure he knew how much he loved him, and that he cared about him.

Daryl sniffled a bit and finished his soup despite just wanting to sleep and ignore the food. He wanted Shane to know he appreciated what he did even if he was grouchy about being cared for.

Shane rubbed his arm and kissed his cheek once more with a half cocked smile. "I love you."

"I love you more."