๑˙• 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝘆𝗹 𝗗𝗶𝘅𝗼𝗻.˙

When Daryl arrived in Alexandria with his group, he met you. You were a pretty girl... yes... you were a bit bossy about some things, but no one could deny that you were incredibly beautiful, and no one found it strange that you were like that.

Daryl couldn't deny that he was captivated by your incredible beauty, even though he always denied it, saying that you were very annoying and bossy, but... deep down that was what he loved most about you... he didn't know how you managed to make him submissive to you, but nevertheless you did, and that was what bothered him most about himself.

Daryl began to get closer to you with subtle changes like giving you a flower he found in the forest, giving you the best he could find and obeying your demands; he was completely in love with his opposite, although he would never mention it out loud.

Today you were in the forest with him because he promised to teach you how to hunt, but it wasn't true; he only did it to have some time alone with you, away from the gaze of the other inhabitants.

Daryl pretended to be tracking you, but every now and then he would turn to look at you, because you were the only woman who had managed to disarm him of his usual inner hardness.

Suddenly you started complaining that you were tired of walking, Daryl grunted and then picked you up.

"You're unbearable." Daryl muttered in an annoyed tone, but deep down he was delighted to have you in his arms.