"Daryl," I spoke as he was treating the wounds I had gotten from Negan punishing me.
They chucked me in Daryl's cell for not being an obedient wife, but before that, Negan had cut my arms. They chucked in a large role of bandages but that was all.
"You're okay," Daryl told me.
He was trying his best. Once he was done, in the little light I looked at his face. There were bruises and cuts.
"Y/N. Dont look at them," Daryl shook his head.
I ran my hand through his hair and cried. I used my other hand to slide my thumb across his rough lips. But then there was another part tougher than usual. A cut.
"Hey. Dont worry about me," Daryl put a hand on my cheek which I leaned into, "The damage is done."
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Daryl Dixon One Shots
FanfictionWith these one shots some are finished but some are random like story starters. Either way I hope you enjoy :)
