You and Daryl had been friends for a while; ever since Hershel's Farm to be exact. You two knew each other like the back of your hands.
You both knew there was tension somewhere in there, but neither of you wanted to act upon it. He was like a brother to you, and you didn't want to ruin that.
The two of you were out on a run, and you noticed that Daryl was quieter than usual.
Rick had sent you to find food, and Daryl to find medicine of any kind.
"Follow me, we are going to go in through the back. Then we will split up." The shaggy man says, getting his crossbow ready.
"O-okay." You do what he says, and when you come to a clear quiet place, you muster up the courage to ask him a question.
"Are you okay, Daryl?" You ask, looking at him intently.
"Gotta be. Ain't nothin' gonna change that, Y/N."
"Well, I'm here to talk if you want..."
"I don't need to talk. I need to find food so we can get the hell outta here."
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TWD One Shots (COMPLETED)
FantasyThis here is a series of one shots from the well known television show, The Walking Dead!
