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"sit down... ya feel better?" Rick asked softly while he took a sip of his water. Daryl nodded again and sat down as well, he had no idea what more he could possibly say.
But he knew they were going to have to clear up the confusing fog between them eventually. "Say yer piece'..." The archer finally said. He looked into the other man's eyes, and saw the same pain that he had knew oh so well.
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"You know I wasn't kidding in this situation? " He questioned, which Daryl answered with a curt nod.
"Well ya don't have to feel the same.. Not one bit.. But I just wanted you to know, okay? And I'm always here, if you want to talk."
Daryl cleared his throat, avoiding eyecontact. "Thanks, Rick.."
Daryl was already standing up again to go to the door as Rick continued talking.
"Do you have any idea how worried I felt? What was running through my mind? When you left..Alexandria.. And after I saw you in the hut, I don't think you can imagine what I felt... I had dead scared in this situation, Daryl. I don't want ya to end up with something like that. But I still don't und--" Rick didn't get to finish his sentence due to Daryl's tight embrace.
"I really didn't want to... But please, stop crying for me." Daryl whispered. It was only now, that Rick realized he had been crying. Rick nodded, hugging his brother tight, as if someone was going to take him away. Daryl could barely breathe, but it was the least of his problems in this situation.
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Rick giggled softly when he noticed Daryl was hugging him. "I thought you hate it... Huggin' people. Huh?" he teased jokingly.
"Shut up, Grimes..." He replied back getting up and walking towards the fridge. "Aint ate anythin' for a couple of days... " he growled in frustration. He rubbed his stomach as it grumbled loudly. "Calm down pookie, I'll make ya a sandwich." Rick said, trying not to smirk.
"Are ya kiddn' me? Pookie! I'll kill Carol for that... Honestly."
After a few minutes, Rick made him 2 sandwiches and put them on a plate. "Good appetite, honey." He said and started to laugh. But Daryl stared up at him silently while he bit into his sandwich. He really tried to look serious but he failed. "Damn it, Grimes.." he said and chuckled briefly.
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"Hey Dad, I'm going out with Enid. See Ya" Carl hollered loudly as he shut the door behind him. Now they were alone, nobody could interrupt this conversation between them.
"Daryl do me a favor and take a shower please. You're sweaty and after a shower, you'll feel a lot better. Haha promise!" He said sighed in a playful way while he began washing the dishes. It was a moment silent till Daryl stood up and walked straight to the bathroom.
"Yah, right.. Be right back." He said before he shut the door. Honesty, Daryl didn't want to take a shower but he couldn't say no to Rick either. so he pulled off his shirt as his mood suddenly went down again. He saw the scars again, he remembered what his father did to him. Beat him every day when he was drunk, with such hateful memories, Daryl felt depressed again. He hated his body for the scars. They were like a piece of paper from a book. They tell you a part of his history, his past.
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"No..nonono..." he whispered quietly, he was close to tear up again. But he thought about what Merle would say if he was still there.
'Aint being a pussy, eh Lil' baby brotha?'
As Daryl looked again into the mirror he shut his eyes for a while and exhaled.
"I brought you a towel. You forgot to grab one before you went.-" Rick said as he opened the door. Daryl quickly spun around, he didn't want Rick to witness his scars. But unfortunately, with his dumb luck, Daryl's back was to the mirror and Rick's eyes had already saw them. He looked up to Daryl and saw that he was sorry for that, but said nothing...
Rick moved his finger along the trail of the scar, as he stopped. "Was that...?" He whispered quietly as he took a step back.
He nodded.
"You know... I mean.. I don't judge you for what happened, but I'm sorry for you.. That you've had to carry them with you... But I still love you anyway. I admire how brave and strong you are. No matter what anybody else says. You care about Judy like she's your own child. I really apprecia-.." Rick's sentence was interrupted by Daryl kissing him quickly on the cheek.
"Don't go." he whispered as he grabbed Rick's shirt and pulled it off. Rick wanted to kiss the archer so bad, but he knew it wasn't just a thing. It was something deeper.. Full of emotions. He couldn't risk losing the moment.
"I don't want you to leave and I can't let you leave." Murmured Daryl as he kept Rick's shirt clutched tight in his hand. This startled Rick. Sure he loved Daryl and would do anything for him but in response, he was procrastinating. Why was he so hesitant? "You know I can't do the same for you either." Rick blurts out. Daryl looked taken aback as his mouth opened to part little ways. "What do you mean?" He asked quietly but suspiciously. Rick shook his head.
"I can't leave you alone. I wish I could have you forever in my sight, no matter what." Daryl knew what was coming, but he didn't have time to shut Rick up about it because even he knew it was true. "And yet I let you escape to somewhere special. For the both of us. And..." Rick pauses exhaling for a moment as he continued,"And you were gonna kill yourself. Just because of me. And I ain't never gonna forget or forgive myself." Daryl's eyes moved to the ground. He didn't want Rick catching him crying again. "I'll see you tomorrow morning." Daryl whispered. Rick nodded and quickly said the words "I love you" but Daryl never responded back.
Rick opend his eyes, awakened by his alarm. 'Just another boring day' he thought. But today was the day to go out for the next supply run. With every single trip, it gets more and more dangerous. They have to drive longer directions, with no clue what could happen. At this point he knew that Daryl would argue with him asking 'Why I can't come with you?'
The same clothes.
The same breakfast.
The same wepon.
Rick was on his way to look for Daryl when he finally spotted him with his crossbow entering the car. "No way, Daryl. You stay here with the others. Remember? You have the check-up with Denise. Give me your crossbow..." he said sternly without breaking the eyecontact. Daryl was obviously pissed, he didn't even bother hiding it. He glared at him as he reluctantly handed one of his most prized-possessions over. "You're kiddn' my ass, right? " He muttered with a sarcastic undertone. Holy mother, yes he was Salty at him, but Rick ignored his question to avoid a stupid discussion.
"Stay here. we'll be back in 5 days... Probably."
"Stay safe, Grimes." The redneck said before he turned around and walked with fast steps back to the house. He couldn't help but overhear the soft "promise" from his boyfriend as he left.
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