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You rush out of the house to the porch where Daryl still sits, knowing he'll leave any moment.
"Daryl!" You say, reaching him making him turn his head to look at you.
He gives you the look that tells you to say what you came to say.
"Can I come with you? Hunting?" You ask resting your hands on your denim shorts covered hips.
He raises an eyebrow, "why?"
You let out a breathy laugh, "Why not?"
Crossing your arms over your chest you watch him think, biting on his thumbnail like he does.
"It's gonna be dark soon," Daryl says scratching the back of his neck. "better stayin here."
"What?" You laugh, wondering why he's pointing out the setting sun. "Is Dixon saying he's concerned bout my safety??"
Your laughter dies down as his face shows no change, proving what you thought was a joke was actually truth.
"You care." Smirking you point out.
Squinting his eyes from the Sun he tilts his head looking upward at you, "somebody's got to."
A/N: eh, not one of my better ones. But I can say I'm working on a new story that should be up later this month! :)
