Daryl Dixon and y/n being a chaptic couple pt 7

116 1 0
                                    

Y/n, jumping around while avoiding walkers: you okay, D?

Daryl: yeAh*wounding if he wants to stop her or let her have fun as she's smiling*

——————————————

Carl, watching Daryl stare at y/n: you think she would have noticed by now

Daryl, knowing that she knows and is going to be getting fucked up later: yeah, you would think so.

Y/n, wondering when their going to leave so she can get fucked by Daryl: death is the only possible answer.

Maggie: NOOO.

——————————————

Gabriel, the priest: do you take Daryl to be your husband, through his moments of anger, and shit talking?

Y/n: why am I here?

Gabriel: you may now kiss the bride

Daryl, leaning in to kiss her: hey love

Y/n, still just as confused as before: thanks.

Y/n, walks out while Daryl follow and death stairs Dwight: fuck you

——————————————

Judith, being held by y/n: can I be closer?

Y/n, who already has no shirt on only a bra and it's the middle of winter: uhh..

Daryl, losing his shit: those boobs belong to me, if you want closer go to your father

Judith: What the hell uncle Daryl?

Daryl: she's mine, your mother and father are over their

Rick, Michonne and Carl: WFT

———————————————

Negan, not knowing anything about Daryl and y/n being in a relationship: hey sexy lady

Daryl, ready to punch him: Fuck you *hand and jaw colision* stay away from my girl

Daryl throwing her over his shoulder: Bitch

imagines 2(completed)Where stories live. Discover now