Norman Reedus Imagines

Heartbeat (Daryl)

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"You did not just say that!", I screamed as I felt fire burning in my eyes.
"Maybe I fuckin' did! So what!?", Daryl screamed back. "Ya know what?! I ain't gonna take it back this time! It's too fuckin' dangerous out there, I won't allow ya to go out again!" He gestured around, pointing outside and back at me. His eyes were stern. There was no discussing it this time. And I was furious about it.
"And what the fuck do you think gives you the right to fucking order me around!?" I glared at him close to losing my shit completely. He was so close to crossing the line, closer than he had ever been before but I could see in his eyes that this time he wouldn't back away, he would cross that fucking line and I was nowhere near prepared for it.
"This thing right here does!", he barked raising his hand where our ring was sitting comfortably. Never before had he said anything like this. We'd been married for years, but I was still my own person, not his property. My eyes grew wide as I stared on the shimmering metal around his finger suddenly more than aware of the weight of my own ring. I blinked a few times, tried to process what he had just said.
"Is that so!?", I snarled back. "You can have it back then. I don't belong to anyone but myself!", I screamed ripping my own ring from my finger. Overwhelmed by anger I threw it at him. It landed on the ground with a clank that echoed through the empty corridors and rolled away, out of sight. I was boiling with anger as I turned around and rushed off.
"Ya come back here now!", I heard Daryl yell behind me.
"Yeah, make me, asshole!", I barked back raising my middle finger at him. I had enough, heard enough. Not sure where to go or where to spend the night I rushed out of the prison and into the woods. I didn't care as long as I was far away from Daryl. Whatever had gotten into him, he crossed the line. He basically crashed whatever line there had been. This was too much and I wouldn't allow anyone to talk to me like that, not even Daryl.

I wandered around for a few hours until it got dark. Looking for a place to sleep I stumbled across a small cabin. What else?! A cabin in the woods. As always. I was happy so many people took the time to build these cabins every couple of miles.
It was empty and rather cute, the bed looked comfortable, the locks inside looked solid enough to keep the walkers out. I couldn't wish for more. Yawning I spread out on the bed. Fighting with Daryl and wandering the woods all day was surprisingly exhausting.
A few hours later I was still wide awake despite my exhaustion. I just couldn't stop thinking about the fight with Daryl and the more I thought about it the more stupid it got. To say that I had overreacted would be understated. In a way he had been right: we were married and being married meant that we were supposed to be a unit, be one. We were supposed to decide everything together, and we had both failed. I sighed deeply. Maybe it would be best to go home tomorrow and ask him to forgive me. Maybe he would actually accept my apology and we could start over again, make it right this time. Sometimes it was way too easy to lose the most important things out of sight... like love and family and what it meant to not be alone anymore. It was already the deepest night and way too dangerous to go home right now but I really wished I could. I felt so lonely all of a sudden craving nothing more than Daryl's warmth, his arms around me. Maybe that was one of the reasons I couldn't fall asleep, I thought smiling, I simply wasn't used to sleeping alone anymore.
Lost in thoughts I kept staring into the darkness trying to find sleep. I knew I wouldn't. With a deep sigh I finally got up again. There wasn't too much I could do in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night.
A sound from outside the cabin caught my attention and I flung around. Something or someone was outside, I could hear footsteps. A knock from the door. The wind brought my name in with it, whispered softly. There was no mistaking it. Daryl had found him. He came after me and he found me. I smiled as I opened the door.
"Sorry it took so long", he muttered upon entering.
"I wasn't expecting you anyway", I mumbled back closing the door behind us. "But now that you're here..."
"Yeah, listen....", Daryl turned around to face me. "What I said 'bout.. ya know... I didn't..."
"Yes, you did, Daryl. And you were right in a way. See, when you get married you stop being you."
"What do ya mean?!", he looked me up and down his eyebrows raised. He obviously came to apologize and was taken by surprise when I started to explain why he was right and I was indeed wrong.
"I'm trying to say that... we should be a unit, stand together and decide together. Even though I still think you shouldn't try to order me around, I do admit that I should take your concerns into consideration..."
"And that means?!"
"That means.. that I noticed how you look at me when we're out on runs together. And that time last month when you almost got bitten!?"
"Yeah, stupid mistake....", he shrugged, still trying to brush it off as nothing,
"No, Daryl. It happened because you were trying to protect me, because you stopped focusing on your own well-being... and no matter how much I love you for that... I don't want this to go on. I'll stay home, do what I can to help the others, okay!?"
"Ya noticed!?" He looked down hiding his face from me still unable to admit to his feelings and concerns.
"Yes, I did. Because just like you I can barely take my eyes off you", I winked getting closer to him. "I love you and I want to love you for as long as I can. I don't plan on shortening this time by being too reckless..."
"Ya mean like storming out and running off into the woods!?", he furrowed his brows for a second just to flash a bright smile afterward.
"You got me there!", I laughed back wrapping my arms around his neck. I felt his warm hands on my hips and back. He was running his fingers up and down my spine.
"I'm just glad I found ya", Daryl mumbled.
"I won't run away again, I promise", I muttered sealing his lips with mine before he could say another word. Knowing that we had no other choice than spending the night in this cabin I pulled Daryl backwards with me until we came to lie on the unexpectedly comfortable bed. His weight on me, his skin on mine felt so natural, so right. Then suddenly Daryl pulled himself away from me, leaving me wide eyed.
"What now!?", I protested. I wanted his lips back on mine.
"Here", he muttered taking my hand in his. "Thought ya might want it back." With a quick movement he slid my ring back on my finger. The ring. I had almost forgotten about it, about my outburst. It felt good to have it back.
"I don't know what to say, Daryl. I'm so sorry", I whispered.
"Nah, it's fine. Got ya back, that's all that matters", he shrugged. And this time it was him sealing my lips before I could mutter another word.