Norman Reedus Imagines

[Daryl]

  •Crying Shoulder•
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Imagine being woken up by Daryl, because his dad had beaten him so bad that he couldn't take it anymore and he had finally broke, you being his best friend, became his crying shoulder. 
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'Tap, tap' you where sound asleep but the sound of a light tapping sound had woken you up from your slumber, you groggily open up your eyes and scanned your surroundings until your eyes landed on your bedroom window, there outside stood Daryl, but this time he didn't have his little smirk that he always wore when he was around you, no this time, his face was twisted in pain, a black eye and you could also see his eyes where glassy with tears.
You quickly scrambled your way out of your covers almost tripping in the process. You open up your bedroom window and with all the strength you could muster pulled Daryl up, he was bigger than you, so you where out of breath, you could hear him whimpering in pain, and had to hold him up.
"Daryl, what's wrong?" You asked panicked
"My dad, he- he got worse... My back."
You took a quick look at his back, and gasped in horror, long welts, and wounds littered his back, well from you could see from what was left from his shirt, this making you tear up.
"Daryl I'm gonna lay you down on my bed, ok?"
You saw Daryl nod, clutching onto your shirt for dear life, you slowly laid him down on his stomach, making him groan and hiss in the process.
"Wait, I'll be back with the first aid kit" you quickly made your way the the bathroom slamming the door open; you where thankful that your parents went on a trip, you found the kit and made your way back to your bedroom, your bare feet patting against the wooden floor. You could see Daryl laying on your bad holding onto your sheets tightly. You turned on the light and took in a shaky breath.
"Ok..." You said to your self, you took some scissors and cut away the shredded material of the shirt, the damage to his back was far worse than it seemed, you reached for your drawer and took out a leather belt "here bite down on this... It's gonna hurt like a bitch"
He hooded slowly and but done onto the belt, his hands holding so tight to the sheets his knuckles started to trim white in anticipation.
You took the disinfectant and poured it over his wounds, a muffled yell was emitted by Daryl, this made your heart hurt and your gut twist. "Shhh.. I'm sorry" you tried to soothe, you cleaned his wounds and the ones that needed stitches, you quickly stitched up with shaky hands, you had finally finished, you only had to put some bandages to keep it form getting infected. You could see that Daryl was  pale, so you helped him up so he could drink some water, but when you handed him the cup he knocked it out of your hands and did something unexpected; be pulled you into a hug, you where frozen, it wasn't often that Daryl would hug you, you where the one to hug him, and he rarely hugged back. So when you hugged back and started stroking his hair in a soothing way was all it took to make Dixon cry.
You could feel his body shaking with silent sobs, that in time only got louder, he clutched onto you as if he would let go you would disappear for ever.
You said nothing, because their wasn't anything to say to make the pain go away, because pain doesn't go away, you just make room for it.
Slowly his cries died down to whimpers, and then silent, you knew that he had fallen asleep, so you carefully laid him back done on his stomach while you slowly got into your bed next to him.
You wanted to tell him something, even though you knew he wouldn't hear you because he was asleep.
But you couldn't think of anything, until you did.
You slowly moved your body so that you where face to face, his features soft, like nothing had happened, then you leaned in and placed a soft and gentle kiss on his slightly chapped thin lips. "I love you" you whispered ever so softly.
You closed your eyes and slowly drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
But you could've sworn that you felt a pair of lips on your forehead and a very distant 'I love you too y/n'