Daryl Dixon One Shots/Imagines

Daryl Dixon → Cry Baby

Word Count: 1102

Warnings: None.

Prompt: No one wants to look like a cry baby.

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You rolled over in your bed as you settled in for the night "Night Y/n!" Carl pokes his head in and you smile "Night Carl." He wanders off to his own cell. You were happy and content with the prison being your home now, it made things better for you.

You fell fast asleep after a couple of minutes of laying in your bed "What the hell?" You whisper as you look over and see someone standing at your cell door "Did I wake ya up?" You got up and opened your cell door "Daryl?" He walked in and immediately wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face into the crook of your neck "What's wrong?" You heard his muffled crying and put your hands on his shoulders.

"Merle is dead." He whispers in between cries "Daryl you need to get some rest." You were glad you had become best friends with Daryl for moments like this when he was upset and would lose control of himself, but he trusted you to help him.

"Lay down, Daryl." You set his cross-bow aside on the ground and his vest on a hook on the wall "Get some rest." He lays down in your bed and looks at you "C'mere." He reached his hand out and you stepped closer "What do you need?" He grabbed your wrist and yank into the bed with him.

He hugged you again burying his face into your neck, you could feel the warm tears and you just put your arms around him and held onto him. You fell asleep next to Daryl after he quieted down.

You awoke the next morning and Daryl was gone, you got up and saw a piece of paper on the ground. You picked it up and saw Daryl's handwriting 'Thanks' was all the note said. You walked out of your cell and towards the crops to help Rick and Carl.

"How'd you sleep?" Rick greets you "I slept well, what can I help with?" You ask "Did you see Daryl is back?" Carl looks at you and you nod "Yeah, I did." Rick hands you a gardening shovel and you get to work helping Carl plant more seeds.

"Y/n, can you go a run with Daryl? Michonne and Maggie are gonna help with the garden." You look up and nod, you stand up straighter and dust your hands off on your jeans before heading up to Daryl "Ready to go?" He asks making you nod "I'm going to grab a truck, meet you at the front gate." Daryl nods and rides his bike down to the gate. You hop in a truck and ride down next to Daryl.

"Let's go." The gates open and Daryl leads the way down the street. You follow behind him towards a shopping center hoping to scavenge some supplies. You park the truck and get out meeting Daryl at the doors of the store.

"We get in and get out, aight?" You nod and follow him in taking a quick sweep for any walkers, you finish your sweep and grab anything you could get that would be useful "Hey we gotta go." You point out the walkers heading towards the store and Daryl nods.

You both slip out and get into your vehicles, you speed off down the road when you hear a loud pop, you grab the steering wheel firmly and let the truck ride out it's flat tire. Daryl stops his bike and runs over "Come on!" Daryl opens the door to the truck and you grab your bag full of supplies.

You hop on the back of Daryl's bike and he takes off "Shit." He tries to turn his bike around after seeing a large herd of walkers coming down the street towards you. You both fell to the ground off of the bike and started rolling, you pulled yourself up as Daryl did the same "Get the bike, let's go!" Daryl nods and runs to the bike and gets it up, he pulls up to your side and you hop on. You make it back to the prison and head inside.

You heard Daryl suck in a breath of pain, you looked over at him and saw blooding dripping off of his hand "Daryl?" You walk over and pull your knife out cutting the sleeve of his shirt off.

You pull the sleeve off of his arm and see his arm all cut up from where he hit the ground. You gasp and drag him inside to Hershel "Help him, please." Hershel quickly grabbed everything he needs to patch him up, you sit next to Daryl as Hershel gets ready to disinfect his wounds "Son of-" Daryl clenched his jaw shut as the disinfectant hit his open wounds "Here." You grab his hand and he squeezes it gently trying not to think of the pain.

Hershel looked at you then slid his eyes down to your hand that was holding Daryl's, you felt nervous then noticing that maybe you were showing how much you cared for Dixon.

You stayed around long enough for Hershel to patch up Daryl and then you left, you went outside to help Carl instead of sticking around with Daryl like you normally did. A few days were passing by and Daryl noticed how you were ignoring him and staying away from him.

"Hey." Daryl walked up to your side and you looked at him nodding "Hi." Daryl looks around contemplating what to say "Why ya ignoring me?" You froze for a second and looked at him "I'm not." You answer.

"Bull shit, ya ignoring me. Why? Ya hate me or sumthin?" You shake your head "No, I don't hate you." Daryl looks at you "Then what is it?" He asks "I just don't." You stopped yourself and just stayed quiet "It happened after I held ya hand, did you not like that?" You sigh.

"It's not that, Daryl. Okay I like you, I am attracted to you and I am trying to ignore it." You start walking off and Daryl jogged to catch up to you "Stop." Daryl turned you around and kissed you "I feel the same way." He informs you.

"Good to know." You gave him a small smile and he gave you his signature smirk "Smart ass." He kissed you once more before you continued walking towards the front gates for shifts.

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