Daryl Dixon Imagines

Wishful Thinking

By blog-of-a-multitude-fandom on Tumblr

The world wasn’t what anyone remembered anymore.

It wasn’t that safe place, it wasn’t a place that you could enjoy, nor was it a place where you could make meaningful memories.

A relationship also wasn’t something that could be remembered as what the movies depicted.

The movies never could’ve factored in what the world going to shit would do to the relationships all over the place.

You and Daryl, by some miracle, had managed to stay together despite everything going on and it wasn’t as good as it used to be, but you were still with each other.

You were sat in the passenger seat of the truck, whilst Daryl was driving, in order to go on a run and get supplies for the prison.

There wasn’t a desperate need for supplies but your group would take whatever they could get, even if it was in excess.

The window was rolled down on your side, and you had your hand outside floating through the air whilst admiring the countryside that still seemed to be intact.

“I guess the countryside can still look peaceful” you mused to yourself.

Daryl scoffed “Peace isn’t a thing we’ve got” he stated sounding a little annoyed.

You looked over at him, rolling your window back up, “Doesn’t mean we can’t think about it” you defended yourself slightly.

He sighed but shook his head “I just wanna load up whatever supplies we find and get back, without any trouble” he told you.

You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend “Gees, what’s gotten into you Dixon?” you asked, a trace of annoyance in your tone.

Daryl placed his hand on your thigh gently “Nothin’ Baby. I just don’t wanna think as if things are fine” he voiced what had been running through his head.

You placed your hand on top of his before intertwining your fingers “Things won’t be fine for a long while. It’s why they call it wishful thinking” you spoke softly, opting for staring down at your hands instead of your boyfriend.

“Baby, that’s all you’ve done since we’ve been together and I love you for it” he explained as he squeezed your hand “But now, we’ve gotta take the days as the come” he reminded you.

You sighed, rubbing your thumb over Daryl’s, “And we are Daryl. I just still like to think of what it used to be – remember it even” you commented.

He smiled over at you “Some of the best memories I have” he had a gentle tone to his words.

You turned to look at him “So why shoot it down every single time?” you questioned.

He sighed once again “It’s not possible for all that to happen again” he spoke with some finality to his words, but you shook your head.

“Right now? No, perhaps not” you agreed with him “Once this is all over though, who knows what will happen” you suggested hopefully.

A smirk made its way onto your boyfriend’s face as he quickly leant over to kiss your cheek “Finally gonna marry me then?” he quizzed.

You giggled but shrugged “Who knows Dixon…who knows”