Daryl Dixon one-shots

Moment's like these

POV: Daryl carrying you to your tent after you falls asleep on Rick's shoulder.

Daryl and Y/N had been out on a hunting trip all day. They were both exhausted, and as soon as they got back to camp, Y/N collapsed onto the cot next to her dad, Rick and fell asleep.

Daryl watched her for a moment, a small smile on his face. She looked so peaceful, her head resting on Rick's shoulder. But he knew she wouldn't be comfortable there all night.

"Hey, Rick," he said, nudging him gently. "I think Y/N fell asleep."

Rick looked over at her, then back at Daryl. "Yeah, looks like it," he said.

Daryl stood up, stretching his arms. "I'll carry her back to her tent," he said. "She'll be more comfortable there."

Rick nodded, giving Daryl a grateful smile. "Thanks, man," he said. "I owe you one."

Daryl picked Y/N up carefully, cradling her in his arms. She stirred a little, but didn't wake up. He carried her out of Rick's tent and towards her tent, feeling her weight in his arms.

As he walked, he couldn't help but think about how much he cared for her. They had been through so much together, and he didn't know what he would do without her.

Finally, they reached her tent. Daryl carefully set her down on her cot, tucking a blanket around her shoulders. She murmured something in her sleep, but didn't wake up.

Daryl watched her for a moment, his heart swelling with affection. Then he turned to leave, but not before pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Sleep well, Y/N," he whispered, before slipping out of the tent and into the night.