Summary; Daryl and Y/N go on a run and find an unexpected guest. (I got this idea from a mini Imagine on tumblr and wanted to make my version of it. This is more of a funny/happy Imagine!)
Y/N's POV
"Git up." I heard the faint grunt from behind me. I tiredly sat up and wiped my eyes to see Daryl at the edge of the bed, pulling his boots on. I smiled at his naked back, "Why?" I moaned as I flipped onto my stomach, being stubborn. "We have the day off today.." "Gotta git more supplies. You used up all the damn toothpaste." I grinned as he stretched his arms over his head, making his muscles stand out more than they did. "But do we have to go now? I'm still tireddd." I groaned and I heard him chuckle, "Yes. It's nearly after 3 and I don't wanna take anyone else. Come on!" I yelped as a sharp smack came to my butt before Daryl stood to grab his shirt I pouted as I finally got up and got ready for the day.
I yawned as I met Daryl in our garage where he was setting his crossbow on the back along with a bag of supplies for us. "Is all we're getting toothpaste?" "Nah. Need other things too." He mumbled and handed me a list that I began to read over. "Soda?" I raised an eyebrow, "Request from Denise for Tara. She asked me to look." "Awww. That's so sweet you're doing that for her." I smiled as he blushed and hurried with his actions. "I ain't sweet..come on, woman." He grunted and sat down on his bike. I swung my leg over the bike behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist, leaning up to kiss his cheek, "Well, you're sweet to me, Dixon." Daryl groaned and started the motorcycle, driving slowly to the front gate where Eugene let us out. We drove for a while until we came across an abandoned church. I grabbed his crossbow and our bag as Daryl began to hide the bike under some leaves and sticks. Taking his crossbow back, he kissed my cheek quickly but softly before nodding to the back doors of the building. I then took the bolt cutters from the bag and broke the chains, kicking the door open. No noise was heard from inside which meant the coast was clear. We both searched each room from top to bottom and luckily the church wasn't huge or we'd be there all day. Reaching the last room, we found it to be what looked like the old child's classroom hinting from the kids books, drawings, and toys. "I'm gonna grab some stuff for Judith." I told Daryl who just nodded and chewed on his thumb in the doorway, watching me. I stuffed a cute little bunny in the bag along with some paper,markers and crayons. Moving to the other toys, I was startled by a loud rustling noise in a closet nearby. Daryl was by my side in a flash with his crossbow up and signaled me to stay where I was so I pulled my knife out and waited for him to open the door. He waited for another rustling sound before yanking the door open and aiming his crossbow. His large frame blocked my view so I couldn't see what he was staring at as he scoffed and lowered his bow. "What is it?" I whispered, holding my knife up still. Daryl crouched down and stuck his hand out before standing and turning around, holding a tiny brownish-black ball of fur by the back of its neck. "OH MY GOD!!" I cried as the tiny kitten meowed once it saw me.
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