Daryl Dixon one-shots

Maybe

POV: Daryl calling Y/N cute.

Y/N was sitting on one of the picnic tables trying to enjoy some stale cereal when she noticed Daryl heading her way with a small smile on his face.

"Hey there cutie" he said, his voice warm and friendly.

Y/N nearly chocked on her cereal, her face turning bright red, she had always had a bit of a crush on the younger Dixon brother but she never expected him to call her cute.

"Uh hi," she managed to say, her voice shy.

Daryl chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Don't get too flustered now," he said with a cheeky grin "just came over to say hi."

As he walked away she couldn't help the way she felt, Daryl had always been a bit of a mystery to her, someone who she admired from afar.

Y/N knew that she had to focus on other things and she knew she couldn't let her crush get in the way, but even as she tried to push the thoughts out of her head, she couldn't help but feel excitement. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for something more.