Bethyl Ficlets

A Hot Bowl of Beth || A Bethyl Fic

Daryl woke up soaked. His forehead is on fire.

"Beth?" he croaks looking for her in the small room. He looks around. He groans as another heat wave hits him. There's a small knock on the door. Beth peeks in.

"Daryl, are you okay?" she asks fully opening the door. He rolls to his side and tries to sit.

"Whoa there, Dixon." Beth says rushing to his side. He's hot all over. Burning under her touch. She holds him as he slowly sits. He sways as if he's in an ocean wading.

"Come on. Let's get your tempt. down." She says pulling his weight to stand. She walks him outta the room and down the hall to the bathroom.

"Damn, Greene. Got yourself some muscles." Daryl huffs a laugh. He pushes off her support to sit on the toilet. Beth draws back the shower curtain. She runs the cold water and turns on the shower. Daryl looks wearily at the shower.

"Alright Dixon. Strip." She says already trying to take his shirt off.

"Hey! I can do it my self!" he says grabbing her hand. She puts her hands up and let's him pull his shirt off and tosses it on the floor. He does let her take his boots off, though. She takes them off slowly. First unlacing and then gently slipping them off. She was always so gentle. Everything she did. Daryl just stares at her. She gets the second one off and she removes the socks.

"do you wanna take your pants off?" she asks and he quickly unzips and kicks his pants off. She again takes his weight on her ad walks him the little ways to the standing shower. He makes a whining noise and she laughs.

"Buck up, Dixon." she teases. Beth slowly pushes him in. He gasps as the cold water hits him and he breathes in and out fast. He slowly slides down the tiled wall.

"Holy Fuck!" Daryl says rubbing his arms.

"At least turn a lil' heat on!" he says reaching for the knob. she feels the water pray getting warmer. Beth sits down next to the shower.

"How's the fever?" she asks.

"Better, thanks." he says sighing, leaning his head back. Beth couldn't help looking at his body, granted he still had briefs on. She looked from his face down his chin and to his collar bones and shoulders. His chest wasn't chiseled or anything but it had muscle.

"What you looking at, Greene?" he asks and she quickly looks away.

"Nothing." she says quickly getting up and turning the shower off.

"Come on, I gotta get you into bed." her eyes widen and a small smirk spreads on his face.

"First you check me out, then you gotta have me bed." He snickers and she blushes.

"I didn't mean it like that..." She says cursing under her breath. she throws him the towel. He slowly stands and dries his shoulders and head. He seemed to be able to carry himself better. She gathers his clothes and follows him back the room he calls his. He digs through his bag and grabs another pair of ripped jeans and quickly tries to dry off his briefs. He slips on his jeans and buttons them. He sits on the bed and leans back against the head board.

"Ill bring you some soup." Beth says leaving. He hears her clinking around downstairs. Soon the smell of soup wafts upstairs and his stomach grumbles. Beth's footsteps shuffle along the hallway and she opens the door with her back. She found a serving tray, and she sets it down on the bed.

"Breakfast in bed." She smiles and his heart flutters. Her smile always did that to him. It made his stomach flip and heart race. She was so innocent all the time. Even in this shit situation she was always the hope he needed to get by the day. He watches her as she grabs the soup bowl and stirs the contents. She blows on it and he's hooked on her. On her every movement.

"Open."

"I can do it myself.."

"Just open.." and he does. he lets her spoon feed him soup. He marvels at how she can make any hard ass into a puppy. Her blonde hair in a ponytail with a solo braid coming down from it. Her blue eyes so full of hope and faith. It wasn't a mystery why he had fallen for her.

"Beth." he says. It was more of a whisper than a word. He grabs the bowl and puts it on the end table. He grabs her wrist and pulls her to his body and kisses her. Her hands find his hair and his find her sides . It was a simple kiss . Slow and deep.

"What was that for?" She asks shocked.

"For being my nurse." he says and kiss her again.