Daryl Dixon & Norman Reedus Imagines/Oneshots

Daryl - Rebel Love

Daryl Dixon imagine

Imagine that you and Daryl are in a relationship but you have to sneak out to go and see him and spend time with him as your father Rick doesn't approve of the relationship.

You tied your shoelaces and slowly started sneaking out the house, taking ahold of the door handle until your little brother Carl called out behind you, almost making you jump out of your skin.

"Y/N!" He whispered, "what are you doing?!"

"I'm going out, I'll be back later, don't tell dad okay?" You whispered back, not wanting to wake the man of the house up.

"Why? I can't lie–"

"Do what I say, or I'll tell dad you're going over the walls with Enid." You smirked, threatening your little brother to get what you want.

Carl's face dropped giving you the 'are you kidding me?' look, "Ugh, fine." he scowled.

You quickly grabbed your little brother and pulled him into an unwanted hug. "Thank you, Carl." You kissed his head and walked out the door.

Walking to Daryl's you put your hood over your head so no one could spot you, it was pretty early in the morning and those awake were either on watch or going for their morning jog.

Getting to Daryl's you knocked on his door gently, feeling the butterflies inside you dance.

Daryl opened the door cautiously but let loose and smiled upon seeing your face. "Mornin' beautiful." He smiled, letting you inside.

"Hey." You giggled, walking into his empty and barely touched house.

The only reason Daryl stayed within these walls was to ensure he could protect you at any given moment when the two of you weren't on a run together.

"What's the plan for tonight then?" You asked, reaching the top of the stairs, Daryl following behind you.

"Well." Daryl smiled, "I were thinkin' we could just rest up in bed, talk shit n have a smoke."

You walked into his messy bedroom and got into his bed, "you know how I feel about you smoking, I'm trying to quit!"

Daryl joined you, cuddling up to you. "Sorry, but not in this lifetime." He replied, making you laugh.

Daryl wasn't one for cuddling, he wasn't romantic at all, it took a while to get to know him this well but you uncovered a side of him no one else got to see.

The two of you spent whole evenings cuddling, making love, getting to know one another personally and intimately, and you were happy enough to be dating the redneck that others always seemed to have a problem with.

"I love you." You said, turning round to face him.

"I love y' too." He replied, kissing you softly.

"You look a little tired Daryl, you sleeping okay?" You asked, examining the dark circles under his eyes.

He shook his head "sleep is a rare thing for me, I slept the most when we were at the prison."

You snuggled into him "It's still pretty early, why don't we both have a little nap?" you offered "It's better than nothing."

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You woke up to hear rapid banging at the door, "Daryl! Get your ass out here right now!" Your dad yelled.

"Shit! my dads here!" You freaked, jumping up out of bed, pacing around.

"Where do I go?" You asked quickly "he'll see me!"

Daryl looked at his wardrobe and pointed, you ran and hid inside, Daryl closed the doors behind you.

You heard the door collapse and a thudding up the stairs, you put your hands over your mouth trying not let any noises slip out into the open.

"Daryl! What the hell is going on! Do you mind telling me why you're with MY daughter?" Rick raised his voice, now at the top of the stairs.

"Rick, calm down." Daryl replied, "I wouldn't hurt y' little girl."

"You're meant to be my brother and you're sleeping with my daughter, I trusted you."

Your heart felt a sharp pain, you felt guilty - this wasn't entirely Daryl's fault, you liked him ever since you met him at the quarry with your mum and brother.

Tears ran down your cheek, the last 'brother' your father trusted was Shane.

"You know very well I'm not okay with this!" He walked closer to Daryl.

You peeked through the crack and saw your fathers clenched fist.

"Rick, I'd do nothin' to hurt her." Daryl repeated, holding his hands up in defence.

"Dad!" You had no choice but to come out; you couldn't hide forever. "Please, don't blame Daryl. It's not his fault—"

"I have had it with you!" Your dad glared, you walked over to Daryl, hiding behind him.

"Can't you see I'm happy dad? In a world full of flesh eating monsters and death can't you see I'm happy? At least I'm not risking my life, Carl sneaks out of the walls with Enid. I'm an adult, I'm not your baby anymore!" You yelled at him.

Your dads face softened, and he kept quiet, shaking his head he left the house. 

In the distance you heard your dad once again yelling, but this time at Carl.

You felt awful for ratting your little brother out but you couldn't help but laugh, looking out of the window your dad looked at you and gave you a sympathetic smiled, similar to those he'd give when you argued in the past.

You smiled back and nodded, turning around you walked away from the window and hugged your man.