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Why would I be mad?

Just a few seconds ago, he was leaving wet kisses down her neck and getting soft moans in return, but when his hands reached the hem of her underwear, she pushed him away. That didn’t hurt, it only surprised him. At first he thought she was just playing, so he tried again. He sat her on the counter, and his hand traveled from her neck only lower and lower.

"D-Daryl, wait, I…"

He tried to kiss Y/N, but she backed away. That was something new. He took a step back. His gaze flickered between her eyes, trying to figure out what happened or, if worse, if he did something. She looked down, clearly ashamed of something.

"What’s wrong, Y/N?" Daryl ran the back of his finger against her left hand. "You need to tell me if I did something you didn’t like."

"It’s not like that, Daryl…"

Y/N bit her lip. How was she supposed to tell him? She didn't want to upset him because it wasn't his fault. He didn’t do anything… and yet. He was man after all… Blood rushed to her cheeks. She wasn’t sure how to say it.

"Can we… I’m just tried… I m-mean j-ust tonight… I promise I-I…"

"You don’t want to have sex?"

Her eyes widened, and she finally looked him in the eyes. Y/N couldn’t find her voice, so she only nodded.

"Okay."

"Okay? Y-you are not mad?"

"Why would I be mad?" he asked, surprised. Not understanding why there would be a reason for him to be upset about this? He could wait until she was ready again. He didn't ask question why or what was the reason. Instead, he took her hand again and simply asked: "Do you want to go for a walk instead? The sky is clear tonight, we can watch stars."

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Who did that?

"What happened to your nose?” asked Daryl with a heavy sigh.

He just got back home after two days, and the first thing he saw was nothing he wanted to see.

She looked at him surprised, not expecting him to be home so early. Y/N laughed nervously, trying to hid her face, but it was hard to pretend nothing happened.

"It’s not broken,” said Michonne who was helping her. She was sitting on a chair next to Y/N, her fingers oily from something she was clearly putting on Y/N nose.

"There was a possibility it was broken?!" he almost raised his voice.

"Please, don’t be mad… it’s nothing serious."

"Nothing serious? Then tell me, what the hell happened?”

Michonne looked at him funny.

"Y/N is crazy, but you already know that." she explained. "Y/N, got into a fight."

"Shhh! Don’t tell him!"

He eyed Y/N who was desperately trying to stop her best friend from talking, almost begging her to be quiet. Michonne only giggled. For Daryl it wasn’t funny at all. His girlfriend was clearly in pain, her face was red, and her nose was twice as big as he could remember. If she got in a fight, he wanted to know why and who did that to her.

"Michonne, what the fuck are you talking about? Tell me!"

"I will tell you! " said Y/N. "Okay! Jeez! Some jackass was... He was trying to… steal my gun! Yeah… That’s what happened! So I… I punched him, and he fought back, okay! That's all!”

Michonne only laughed louder. She found it cute how Y/N tried to seem like a badass right now, when both of them knew what happened.

"Stop it!" Y/N eyed her friend, clearly upset.

"What’s so funny, Michonne? I need to know who that asshole was, so stop laughing and tell me everything!"

Daryl wanted to go out there, find that fucker and break his nose. He also wanted to tell Y/N how he will be right next to her for the next few days, helping her, but that damn woman didn’t stop laughing.

"Michonne!"

"Your girlfriend had a fight with a door."

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You deserve a good rest too.

There was so much blood. She could only think about that, about his pale face and deep cuts on his arms and the sound of everyone screaming. It was pure chaos, walkers everywhere and people who just died tried to kill her and her friends. Her heart beating like crazy.

"We need to take Daryl back!" Gleen screams.

"You and Rick go first! Take him, we will try to make w way for you."

She didn't know who said that, she was only thinking about Daryl. What if he was dying? He was bleeding so much. She only saw how Glenn and Rick took his unconscious body.

What if... Y/N shook her head, trying to focus on fighting for her friends. She was panting, her head spinning from all the chaos and smell. She kicked, punched, used all her skills killing walker after walker.

He was dying.

Her mind was running wild, she didn't feel anything even when she tripped twice and her knees started to bleed. She didn't care about that, she only focused on one thing.

"Y/N! Let's go!" screamed Maggie taking her hand.

They both run, close to each other, making their way back home.

*

It was so quiet when Daryl opened his eyes. The small room looked similar, but it was the first time he was actually sleeping here. He felt how much his left hand hurts, his side was almost killing him.

He remembered what happened. The short annoying prick they met in a way for supplies and his gun pointed at Y/N and suddenly they were all fighting. Another fucking idiot from that group cut his hand like some kind of meat, and that hurt like a bitch, but Daryl didn't really care. His mind was focused on others, especially that one person.

He wished it was like in stupid romantic movies and she would be right next to him right now. But he knew it was something he created in his head, there was no way Y/N would feel the same way. He was still lying down, looking at the white ceiling. He just hoped she was okay.

Carol came to his room just few minutes later with a glass of water and she almost jumped from happiness when she saw he was awake.

"Hi!" she said quietly.

"How's everyone?"

Carol rolled her eyes. Was that really all he cared about? She wanted to lecture him a little, but knew it was too early for that.

"We are all fine, don't worry about anything and just rest."

She sat next to him to check his wounds.

"For how long I was out?" he asked.

"Three whole days," she explained, her voice still really quiet. "You need to sit down for a while."

"You know you can talk louder, I'm good."

She helped him, adjusting his pillow.

"Yeah, but she is still sleeping" Carol explained.

He frowned. Who the hell was sleeping in the same room... he looked around and then he saw her.

Y/N.

She was sleeping on a small chair, her hair messy, dark circles under her eyes. She looked so tired, and Daryl knew her back is going to hurt so much.

“It's the first time since she came back. Me and Rick actually begged her to sleep, but she refused, only taking short naps. So we need to let her rest too, you know."

Daryl looked at Carol, a little bit confused.

"Why she...?"

"I'm going to smack you for asking stupid questions." Carol sounded almost offended. "You are both so damn annoying. You know why she is here. It's the same thing why you left us for two months, trying to find her again."

"Daryl?"

Carol sighed and looked back. Y/N was wide awake, her big eyes shiny from tears and she almost tripped while standing up. She came closer on weak legs and Carol knew it was time for her to leave. She slipped quietly, leaving both of them alone.

"You are awake" Y/N said suddenly, her voice a little shaky. She sat next to him. "You... you really..."

"What happened to your damn forehead?"

His fingers touched her skin and she only smiled, taking his hand in hers, holding it tight. She ignored his question, not finding that important right now.

"I missed you." 

"Y/N..."

"I was so scared Daryl. I didn't want to come here at all, I thought what if... what if you..."

He smiled sadly. He could only image all the pain, loneliness and fear she feels all alone with him in such a small space. Y/N sniffed, trying not to cry. It was so hard to believe Daryl was really here, awake, right next to her.

"Come on, let's sleep for now" he said, pulling her closer to him. "You were so brave. You deserve a good rest too."

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I feel safe only with you.

She was terrified and it felt stupid. In the world where dead people were walking and enemies hide in every corner, there she was, sitting on the bed with teary eyes and shaking hands. 

She was safe in their home, right next to sleeping Daryl and yet the storm outside made her feel like she would die in a second. Y/N knew it was stupid, but in moments like this, when the weather was almost crazy, she was back in her grandmother's house, where the old lady was panicking, telling her story after story about people dying because of storms.

She hides her face with covers, counting in her head, trying to calm down. It was so long ago and yet it still haunted her.

"Y/N?"

Fuck.

Now she feels guilty. 

"Go back to sleep," says Y/N trying her best to sound like she is fine. Like she wasn't crying for the past few minutes. "I'm sorry I woke you up."

Daryl sighs.

"You didn't and besides, I told you to wake me if storm comes."

"But you need to sleep."

Daryl hates how much Y/N cares for him. He wanted to make sure she felt safe, he wanted to be there for her, but sometimes he forgets she does the same thing for him. Yeah, it was the first time in two weeks when he was sleeping in his own bed, but it didn't change a thing about what he promised her two years ago.

"I won't be able to sleep if I know how scared you are."

He is holding her hand right now, trying to calm her down.

"I feel so stupid, I feel like... like..."

She cries, not able to even explain how fear of storms makes her feel stupid and useless. Daryl takes her in his arm, holding her, brushing her hair with his fingers. He is not upset or mad, he can stay in bed longer in the morning. It didn't matter to him at all. Everything he wanted was to make sure Y/N was fine. She was his whole world.

He is not asking her to stop crying. Daryl knows there's no use for that, so he only turns the little lamp besides the bed and reached for a book she had started reading earlier. His voice is calm when he begins to read, he holds her close, and soon her crying calms down just like the storm outside.

"Daryl..?" she stops him when he turned another page.

"Don't worry about the time."

"But it's late and you..."

He shakes his head.

"Daryl you need to sleep, you know that."

"Yeah, but I need you to feel safe, I won't be able to fall asleep if..."

"I feel safe."

"What?"

"I'm with you. I feel safe."

She smiles weakly at him, her eyes puffy from all the crying.

"Let's end this chapter, and we will both try to sleep, okay?"

"Deal."

"Daryl?"

"Yeah?" he asks again.

"I love you."

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But you did.

"It wasn't like that!"

Daryl seems desperate. Like everything he waited for and fought for was about to disappear from his life in seconds.

"I know what I saw " says Y/N.

All she can think is her. Samantha. How she always looked at Daryl, how she laughed a little bit too loud when he was around, how she played with her hair and how she tried to touch his arm or be as close to him. At first, Y/N wasn't insecure about her. She was just friendly. Right? That's what everyone said. Samantha is so amazing, she is hard-working, she is nice and friendly. That's what she tried to tell herself too, but then it wasn't just giggles and jokes. It was Daryl coming home late, she always asks for help from him. And then, when Y/N really tried her best to not get jealous, to stay calm about all of this. She saw what she didn't want to see.

"Y/N..."

She glares at him.

"Are you going to tell me she kissed you, and how it's only her fault?"

He is scared now. Not in a way, there's a bunch of walkers trying to kill us, but he knows he is about to lose someone. And it's not some random person. It's Y/N. His Y/N. She looks at him with her big eyes, but there's nothing in them. There's no love, no tears, nothing. It's so empty it really scares him to death.

"You have to trust me, please, " he is begging now. "I would never do something like that, to anyone. Especially you."

Y/N is no longer looking at him.

"Come on, please just listen to me, " he takes one step closer. "I didn't kiss her! You have to trust me!"

Y/N shakes her head. 

"I saw you!"

She cries. Big tears streaming down her face and it hurts so much. Daryl feels weak, maybe even pathetic. He knows it's because of him. He knows it's all his fault. But is there anything he could do? He didn't kiss Samantha, he was surprised when she did what she did, because for him it was only friendship. He didn't see her in a romantic way.

"You are right. She kissed me. I know how that sounds, but please, Carol was right there, with us in a room. You can ask her how it was. Please, Y/N."

It hurts even more when she takes a step back. He knows it must be hard for her, to trust him in a situation like this. He would probably crush everything and would run away from everyone if that happened to him. If he saw Y/N kissing someone... he shakes his head just imagining this.

"I'm sorry."

There's so much tears running down her face right now, and Y/N feels like she is about to collapse.. At this moment it didn't matter if he was telling the truth, or if Carol could say something and help them fix this mess. Because for some reason she couldn't trust herself or anyone else.

She could still see them both. In their home, right next to dinner table. Kissing. Her hands on his neck, her rosy smell in the air and her giggles. All she could see while looking at him was her. And she hated that too. Daryl took another step to get closer, but Y/N stopped him by pushing his arm.

"Go away Daryl."

"I love you Y/N. You know that. I would never..."

"But you did."

It's quiet. He is too scared to speak, because he knows. Right now he knows how he fucked everything up.

"I love you so much and you broke my heart Daryl. There's no going back from this."

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Hey! I'm so excited for your stories!!! Welcome! Have fun!

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Moon.

Daryl couldn't stop smiling. He was sitting on the ground, the sun was slowly going down and the day was almost over. And he felt so... calm. He didn't remember if he ever felt this way in his entire life.

"She is so pretty even just like that... doing nothing, right?" Carol, who was right next to him ask suddenly, and Daryl is sure his cheeks are turning a little bit red. There is still so much shyness in him when it comes to her.

"Yeah. She is."

There she was, listening to Judith and her amazing story about the moon and stars, and how they will forever be friends. Y/N is giggling, and her eyes are shiny when she acts surprised at the end of the story. They all know this one since Judith was saying the same thing for months now.

"No way!" says Y/N. "So you think I could be a star one day too?" He shakes his head, watching both of them with curiosity. This story was different then, because he never heard that phrase before. Or maybe it was always about this, but he never paid enough attention, since someone with bright eyes always stole his attention.

"Yeah! Just like my mom! But I think you would be a moon!"

He stands up, trying to get closer to both of them.

"Moon? Why?"

"You don't know?!" Judith seems offended.

"I want to know too."

Daryl sat next to them, on the grass and looked at Y/N who just smiled at him. "You don't know too?! But auntie Carol knew when I told her!"

Judith is not mad, she looks more frustrated with two adults who seem to not notice something. She almost stamp her foot on the ground

"Because uncle Daryl loves looking at the moon and I know he likes you a lot Y/N! He even looks at you right now! He might get crazy if you dissapear completly, so you need to be a moon! Big and shiny!" 

He saw how Y/N open her mouth to say something, but nothing came out, and she looked down. She looked so shy, just like they both did at the beginning when they realised something was between them.

Daryl know it's nothing in his style, it's cheesy and sounds like something teenagers would say to addmit their undying love to each other. But it's true. He loves Y/N. 

He never thought he would feel something so big to someone, but it was too hard to use these words. So he only smiles, feeling hot, his hands shaking a little.

"You're right." he says to Judith. "I would be nothing without my moon."

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You left me.

"I should be over it, but I'm not." She says suddenly, eyes full of tears. "You left me. What if... what if you do that again?"

Daryl looked down, feeling his heart beat a little bit faster. Leaving her behind that day wasn't easy. He really thought about staying, just for her. But that day, when his brother came back, he just felt like it was the right choice at first. To be with him, his own family, his brother, not her, not the others.

It was months ago. So long, even before Alexandria. Now, when they were safe again, with solid roofs under heads, everything started to come back. Daryl remembers how she reacted when he came back, she seemed happy, welcomed him with open arms, but the next day she was distant again. Quieter, more reserved, joking less and less with each passing day. It was weird.

He really tried to make it up, always behind her, always making sure she had something to eat. Trying his best to protect her. And it helped. At first. They were still close, but something was wrong, and both of them could feel it. He finally understood what was it.

Daryl came closer to her. Y/N stared back at him for a long moment, her face still sad. 

"We never talked about this. How can you be over it?" he asks quietly. "And I never apologized."

He took her hand to find a more private place to talk about this. He was sure it's going to be a long night, with both of them crying over something they should talk about a long time ago. But he was sure, they are going to be okay. Together. And he will never leave her alone again.

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hi! new writer here! hope i can make some friends and write something atleat one person will like. i write only for daryl here. you can send in request if you want, i can’t promise i will write it, but i will make sure to atleast try. see you soon!