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run🖤

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daryl and the reader go on a run and get caught by some walkers
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'c'mon.' daryl pulled me over, sitting me down on his bike. he sat in front of me.

we had been in a relationship since the farm and every moment without him was torture, so most of the time i went out with him. we were just about to head out on a run to find stuff for ourselves and negan.

i wrapped my arms tightly around his waist and we sped off on his bike. we headed towards an abandoned town not too far. it had a lot of shops so hopefully we could get stuff like food, clothes, medicine and whatever else we could find.

it was quiet there, a nice change from alexandria. we had filled nearly half of one of our three bags with medical supplies and headed over to the grocery store opposite.

the door opened easily and the store seemed to be nearly full. the bag with the medicine we filled the rest with snacks and the our biggest bag we filled with canned food, fruit, vegetables etc. we were doing well for once, maybe we would still have quite a bit left for ourselves after negan came and took our stuff.

'where should we go now?' he asked, following me towards the exit.

'maybe we could go to the department store. see if they have any clothes.' i suggested.

before i reached the end of the aisle we were walking down, i felt daryls hand grab hold of mine. i spun as he said 'you're so amazing, y/n. i-' he paused before blurting out 'i love you.'

i smiled. that was the first time in our entire relationship he ever said that to me. 'i love you too, daryl.'

'we should go. we want to get back as soon as possible.' he said, resting his hand on my back as he lead me out.

we were stopped dead in our tracks when a heard of walkers burst through the door. 'quick, get up.' daryl boosted me onto the shelf beside us. he chucked the bags up before climbing to join me.

i pulled my gun out of the holster on my leg and began shooting as many as i could. as they got closer, the shelves began to shake, making me wobble and almost fall off but daryl caught me.

i stopped shooting to reload but daryl held his hand in front of me 'y/n, you need to go. one of us needs yo get out of here, otherwise everything we've got is useless.'

'no.' i argued. 'i'm not leaving you here. you could die.'

'and if you don't leave, there's a good chance that we both die and we don't get our shit back to alexandria. if only i die then you can bring everything back and help people.' he made a good point but i wasn't leaving him.

or i thought i wasn't but as the shelf shook more, he picked me up, chucking me off along with the bags. i heard the self rattle once more to see it collapse.

i screamed, watching the one person who meant more to me than anyone else fall into the remaining walkers.

i scrambled to grab the bags and run, making it back to alexandria.

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