Imagines [Book Four]

The Walking Dead [Daryl Dixon]

You and Daryl have been together for years, but no one really knows it because of how private the two of you are. But when you get to the Commonwealth and the women can't stop staring, you and Daryl make things official.

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Before the world had fallen, you and Daryl Dixon would never have spared each other a second look. But after, you couldn't keep your eye from wandering to the hunter every now and then. He was rugged and brash and everything you did not like in a man. At least not until little Sophia went missing and you got to see a whole 'nother side to him that you found yourself attracted to.

Things between you and Daryl started to change when you took shelter at the prison, and then escalated rather quickly after your escape from Terminus. You talked more, you hung out more, and you checked on each other so often that the rest of the group started to get an inkling that there was something there between the two of you. No one pressed you for information about you and Daryl besides Maggie and Glenn, but the two of them were easily ignored and eventually gave up.

Rick had caught an affectionate moment maybe once or twice, but thankfully he wasn't quite the gossip and never said a word. And over the years, throughout the drama and trauma, you always had Daryl. So when Alexandria was struggling and a group that called themselves the CMR came to offer a new place to settle and grow, it was no question for Daryl to agree to go since you and he were looking after both Judith and RJ.

Life in the Commonwealth was exactly like life pre-apocalypse and it took about a week to adjust to normal living again. Daryl was given a job as a soldier, Judith and RJ were enrolled into school, and you were given a job inside a bakery. The Commonwealth seemed a little too good to be true, but you and Daryl needed to provide a decent life for the kids so you stopped looking for trouble.

Trouble, however, seemed to find you. Although this trouble wasn't the type of trouble either of you were expecting. Trouble came in the form of middle-aged women inside the new community who couldn't help but appreciate Daryl.

Daryl walks into the apartment one evening, several containers of tupperware under his arm. RJ and Judith are busy drawing, so you're the first one to greet him.

"Was the kitchen staff being generous today or are your admirers at it again?"

He grunts. "When has the kitchen staff ever been generous?"

You tense in annoyance, jealousy flaring right away. "Well the kids and I already ate. Eat your share and then put the rest in the refrigerator. I'm gonna get the kids to shower before putting them to bed."

Daryl doesn't say anything, but he does head to the small kitchen table to start eating. You do as you said, getting the kids to clean up their room before jumping into the shower one right after the other. You clean up the living room as well, keeping your gaze away from where Daryl's sitting and not uttering a word. But then when it's your turn in the shower, your shoulders droop and you feel stupid.

You have no reason to feel jealous, especially after all the reassurances Daryl has given you that you're it for him, and you know that he did not deserve the brief sting of your attitude earlier. So after finishing up your shower and heading out into your bedroom, you hesitate by the door at the sight of Daryl sitting on the edge of your bed.

He stares at you, you stare at him, and then your feet are carrying you towards him. You step in between his knees, hands delving into his hair at the back of his head as his arms wrap around your waist. "I'm sorry," you tell him.

Daryl glances up at you, lips twitching. "I know."

"I'm really trying to not be jealous, but these bitches are making it hard." His shoulders shake with quiet laughter and you whine, nails scratching at his scalp. "I mean, we share an apartment for fuck's sake. A two bedroom apartment with two kids. What do they think you and I are doin' in here?"