Angel (Daryl Dixion x Reader)

~11~

It was a little past dusk now with the sun having sunk down past the trees. The sky was a deep purple with the stars glinting and the moon beginning to rise. You tried to be as quiet as possible, just in case anyone was already asleep below in the RV. Granted after today, they probably weren't. Daryl's silhouette was facing the opposite of the latter as he sat in a lawn chair with his cross bow on his lap. There was an orange glow of a cigarette in his right hand. You walk lightly around him and sit in the lawn chair to the left of him. He immediately lifts your rifle over to you in silent offer with his left hand, before you even started to reach for it. You smile at this and take it. "Thanks." You say softly looking up and over him while you lay it over your lap. "Mhm." He hums lightly at you in acknowledgement. He lifts the cigarette to his lips, taking a long draw of it and you admire the way the soft orange glow lights up his genuinely beautiful features. He really could have been a model with such a handsomely, pretty face. "So what'd Shane want?" He drawls out with a lowered, deep voice while exhaling the smoke within his lungs as his piercing blue eyes meet yours.

Your eyes widen slightly at the sudden question, but you blink and quickly lose the look of stunned silence. "He apologized for the other night... among other stuff." you half tell him as you admire how his blue eyes just about glowing in the moonlight. He looks at you curiously and you quickly look down realizing you were probably staring at him. He hums in acknowledgement at you again before holding  the cigarette over to you. You take it graciously, considering you accidentally left the only three you had left on the now destroyed night stand back at the CDC. "Thanks." You say before you take a long needed drag of the smoke, drawing it into your lungs. "Other stuff as in your brothers wife?" He asks you simply. The sudden question shocking you again making you cough out the smoke. Did he know about Lori and Shane? "W-What?" You quickly whisper out in a baffled stammer, and he smirks over at you with an amused look. "Shane n Lori. I ain't as dumb as I look- They wasn't exactly tryin' to hide the fact they were fuckin'." He tells you quietly, still smirking at you. You stare at him for a moment, slightly stunned. You knew Daryl was extremely smart, but nobody else had put it together that they had been sleeping together. Then again nobody payed attention like Daryl did. He was quite observant and he payed closer attention than anybody ever thought.

You look down and sigh rolling your eyes, "You definitely ain't dumb, Daryl. You're probably smarter than me- but yeah. It was about Lori... and Rick." you admit before taking another drag of the cigarette in your hand. Daryl keeps his eyes on you. Watching your brows grow tense with stressed even as your expression tried to mask it when you flick the cigarette to expel the ashes while exhaling the smoke from your lungs. He quickly figured out about Lori and Shane from the very beginning, and he knew you knew about it. The way you glared at Shane when he was with Lori, or the way you'd accidentally snap at both of them when they'd come back from doing literally anything together. He knew that you also had known. He also knew you fucking hated it. "Think Rick will forgive him?" He asks you before he can stop himself from asking. You look up at the glittering sky while furrowing your brows at the question. Shane was like a brother to Rick and you both. He'd fucked up a lot here and there, but no matter what the Grimes twins always forgave him. But this? ..You really didn't know if Rick would or even could forgive this.

You sigh heavily and then shake your head a little. "Honestly? ...I have no idea. My twin is a forgiving man- Definitely more so than me, but this? ...I don't know." You admit to Daryl honestly while still looking up at the starry sky. You only look down to take another long drag of the cigarette finishing it off. You flick it off the RV roof letting it fall to the ground and close your eyes. Letting the smoke roll lazily out of your mouth, enjoying the buzz the nicotine gave you in this moment. Daryl simply watches you. Admiring how beautiful you were with the white smoke dragging over your lips and out into the summers warm night air. He loves they way you look with the moonlight shining on your hair, and they way it makes your (s/c) skin glow. He watches you open your beautiful (e/c) eyes and look over at him. "It'll be alright, Darlin'." He says to you. You smile lightly at him. The sound of his thick southern drawl and his pet name for you making you feel better almost instantly. "I know." You say while you lace your fingers with his, only to pull his hand up to your lips kissing his knuckles gently, then placing it in your lap. Daryl smiles lightly at the fact that you kissed his hand and was now slightly thankful it's dark. The simple action made his cheeks heat up and now that you held his hand in your lap made his mind fly into the gutter. He'd love nothing more than to slip his hand down those cargo pants and- Yep. Now he was getting hard. He bites his lower lip as he reluctantly looks away. Fighting the urge to give into his thought as he shifts and props his head on his right hand.