Daryl Dixon

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The sky darkens as clouds cover the bright sun, leaving the woods around us in a shady hue, his footsteps stopping as he lifts his head to inspect the sky above, hair falling from his face as he scrunches his eyes

I allow my eyes to wonder his essence,  his posture, the look if concentration that clouds his face, a soft breeze blowing through his sweaty features casuing him to close his eyes in content

"We should head back, s' gonna rain soon" He speaks, his head turning to me, causing whatever trance i found myself lost in to fade away, nodding at his words as he starts off in the direction we had come in

He was right, soon enough thick droplets of rain cascade to the ground as we start to jog towards the small shed that lay abandoned, vines winding their way up the side, i turn my head back to see if any walkers were on our trail when my foot sunk into a soft puddle of mud, causing my other foot to slip and me to face plant

I use my arms to push me up as i wipe the mud from my eyes, an unexpected smile tugs at my lips as a laugh pools from my mouth, looking up to see Daryl who had barley seemed to notice me, jogging over to where lay

"C'mon y/n" He says as he offers his hand to me , maybe it's the mud in my eyes or maybe the subtle look of amusement that rested in his eyes was real, either way, i wasnt ready to leave this yet

I grab his hand, allowing him to pull me up an inch before i yank his arm down, he gasps as his body thuds into the soft mud that splatters onto his dirt stained face, casuing me to throw my head back as a laugh booms out of me, treasuring the sight

All of a sudden i feet a heavy glob splat against my collarbone, casuing me to look down to see a clump of mud sliding down onto my shirt, leaving a trail as it does so, i look back up at the dixon, his lips holding a small mischievous smile

"Oh you're dead" i say before i launch myself  forward, tackling him from his sitting position to the soft earth, me legs on either side of his torso as i smear mud around his face, giggling like a madman before he grabs my wrists and manages to push me off, moving on top of me with my hands pinned near the sides of my head

The biggest smile overtaking my face as i look up at the mud faced man, biting my lip to keep from laughing,wiggling my hand from his grip to place a mud spot on the tip of his nose casuing him to let our an adorable chuckle

As my giggles die down, i look up at the man who hasnt moved from his spot on top of me, his gorgous ocean blue eyes contrasting with the mud that stained his face, his head blocking the rain from hitting my face, an unexplanable expression overtaking the asmused one he had only moments ago

A look of realisation clouded his eyes as he clears his throat and lets go of my wrist, starting to sit up, a sudden burst of...i dont know what you would call it...the need for him? Desperation? Bravery? I have no clue but i couldnt stop myself from quickly  grabbing the sides of his head and bringing my lips onto his, water dripping down my hairline onto my cheek

He didn't kiss back, which alarmed me in so many ways, but as i pulled away slowly as horrible thoughts surfaced in my brain, a soft groan rippling through his throat before bringing his muddy hand to my cheek and placing a hungry kiss against my lips, his slightly chapped mouth moving with my soft lips in perfect unison, my heart racing as a warm feeling buzzes through my whole body as we slowly pull away, letting out a breath i didnt realise i had held, his forehead leaning against mine as a smile stretches across my lips as i pull away

"You have no idea how long ive wanted to do that" i whisper, my eyes flutter open and watch as a small smirk forms on his thin lips, he shakes his head and looks down, wet stringy hair falling in front of his face as he lets out a breathy laugh

"Lets go" He says finally as he stands, holding out his hand to me, a smile cemented onto his face, i place my hand in his, the welcoming warmth casuing butterflies to flutter around my stomach as we walk hand in hand towards the run down shed

This man, oh he was something else






Okayy so i need some ideas, need to get my creative juices running and all that good stuff (and thangs) 😁

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