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Rickyl-Snuggles

"So what do ya want me ta do?"
"It doesn't matter. Whatever works."
Rick leaned in closer only inches away from Daryl's face.
"I'll give ya 3 seconds to decide before I do."
The lust in Daryl's eyes showed deeply how he was feeling. Daryl slowly but soon after, nearly closed the gap between the two men's lips when...

Bzzt...bzzt...

Rick's head popped up from the startling noise, groaning while realizing it was absolutely nothing to worry about. "Dammit." He mumbled into his pillow feeling around for the phone on his nightstand. Phone still vibrating in his hand, Rick looked up squinting as the "soft light" nearly blinded him making his eyes hurt. He looked at the text and read it as it was.

Daryl: Aye, u up?
Rick sighed feeling a slight twinge of annoyance cross over him.
Rick: Am now. Daryl, it's 3 in the morning. Go to sleep
Rick saw the typing bubble from Daryl's end. Rick could expect two of the three answers.

1. You ain't my mother
2. Fuck off
Or
3. Okay

And if Rick knew Daryl well enough, it definitely wasn't going to be number three.

Daryl: Fuck off, ur not my ma.

Rick rolled his eyes rubbing his forehead in aggravation.

Rick: You already messed up the dream I was having. I'm going back to bed.
As soon as Rick sent the text, Daryl was twice as fast for replying back.
Daryl: Don't you dare.
Rick stared at his phone for quite sometime. He really didn't know what to reply with, so he didn't say anything back at all. Silencing the annoying little device, Rick threw it to the side and sunk deeper into his blankets.

2 minutes pass...5 minutes pass...20 minutes pass...

Soon Rick finds it hard to sleep. He's rolling around, tossing and turning. He can't feel the same peace he felt thirty minutes ago.

Flipping the covers off of his body, he dragged himself over to his closet and put on a gray hoodie. Careful not to wake Carl, he tiptoed down stairs, snuck out the door, and made his way through the darkness. 10 minutes had past and Rick had finally reached his destination. He checked his pockets for his phone only to realize it wasn't there.

Rick felt more annoyed than ever. If he didn't have his phone to text Daryl, then he couldn't see him without knocking on the door and possibly waking his older brother up. He had no other choice. Going around the house, he found the window to a small laundry room that was a tad cracked open. Carefully sliding it open while avoiding to make much sound, Rick climbed inside. He exited the small room and began exploring through the house.  All was clear. Now he had to just go to Daryl's room.

Daryl lay in bed with his phone in hand-spamming texts to Rick of course. He was soon intterupted from his thoughts when he heard the sound of his bedroom door open and close quickly. Jolting upright, Daryl reached for the gun on his bedside pointing it at whatever intruder just walked in. His eyes suddenly filled with shock as he could barely make out the figure in the darkness.

"How the hell'd ya get in?" Daryl growled.

"For someone who sits there and wakes up his friend for no reason at such an early time sure knows how to greet his guests." Rick whispered.

Daryl sighed and flopped back down on his pillow. "Merle ain't here, so ya don't have ta whisper."
Rick sighed in relief as the words eased his mind.
"Where is he?" He asks now in curiosity.
"Hell if I know." Daryl grumbled. "He said he would be home soon. That was 7 hours ago."
Now Rick could see why Daryl was so anxious.
"You scared of the dark? Is that why ya don't want to be left alone?" Rick teased though he was too tired to show the playful side to his emotions. His face was greeted by a pillow as it fell to the ground with a soft thump.
"Not it, dammit!"Daryl snarled. Rick's shoulders slumped with annoyance and exhaustion.
"Then why'd ya want me here so bad then? Carl can't always be by himself in the middle of the night."
"I know," Daryl muttered, his voice toning down. "I jus' can't sleep."

Rick raised an eyebrow. He walked over to his friend's bed and before he knew it, he was snuggling Daryl.

"Rick!" Daryl yelped feeling the other man's body heat with his. "Jus' say you wanna cuddle. Ain't married or anything so there's nothing ta be worried about. And as far as I know," Rick looked up at Daryl's face obviously flushed with embarrassment, " you don't have a lady with ya, do you?" Rick questioned while hoping deep down inside that his friend would say the answer he wanted to hear.

Daryl swallowed his words. "No. Single."

Rick smiled softly placing his hand on Daryl's cheek and planting a soft kiss on his lips. Daryl lay there in shock, while his face turned a deeper red despite the dark room hiding almost anything in sight. Rick finished his long lost dream and left his friend alone to think for a moment.

"Aye, what the fuck are ya doin'? Get back here, fuckin' tease." Daryl lunged at Rick pulling him forward in his arms kissing him more deeply and passionately. Rick held Daryl back just like you would a newborn baby while accepting the affection he was receiving.

Breaking the kiss, Daryl buried his face in Rick's chest not wanting this moment to end. He was about to speak up when he heard sirens loud and boisterous outside the house. Rick groaned.
Daryl smirked looking out the curtains. "Police are here. Neighbors must've seen ya pull a criminal move breakin' into my house."

Rick pulled Daryl back onto the mattress like he was a teddy bear he refused to let go of.

"Fuck the police. I AM the police."
Daryl didn't fight Rick's grip while he tried to get comfortable.
"Fuck the police, hm?" Daryl repeated while yawning.
" 'M tired, so we can do that tomorrow. Night Rick."

"Wha-? Daryl!"

However, Daryl was fast asleep.

Sorry I haven't written any Rickyl one shots in a while. Been a bit busy! Anyways, huge thanks for 1k veiws on this whole story filled with my trash going on. You guys are great love you all so much!❤ I also wrote this story for my lil' bean ReedusFam because reasons 😏😂❤

-WritingTrash1296