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"Daryl!" You squealed as he tickled your sides. It was just you and him alone in the tent together. You were squealing and laughing. He loved every minute of it, he could see your beautiful smile and hear your laugh. He loved you. "Please. I'm gonna, I'm gonna pee." He stopped and laughed with you. As you caught your breath he leaned down and kissed you softly.

The first time you and him ever did anything like that. You smiled and kissed back. "Y/n." He whispered, leaning his forehead against yours. You loved him. As he whispered to you, your breath fanned his face. "Yeah?" You asked him quietly. He had let let out a soft exhale and swallowed softly. "Don't leave me." You sucked in a breath softly. You knew you couldn't promise him that. Not in This world. "Daryl, you know I can't promise you-." "Please Y/n, I'm vulnerable now. I can't loose ya', I lost Merle. I cannot loose you too." His accent faded for a slight second, you knew how hard he needed you then. Instead of saying anything, you leaned up to kiss him again. He didn't hesitate to kiss back. "I won't." You whispered against his lips.