Daryl Dixon one-shots

Undead

POV: Daryl tells Rick he's proud of you.

Daryl watched as Rick and his daughter Y/N walked towards him, their faces tired and worn. They had just come back from a long day of killing the walkers around the prison, and Daryl could see they were exhausted.

But as Y/N stumbled and nearly fell, Daryl's heart filled with pride. He knew that she was strong and capable, and he wanted to make sure Rick knew it too.

"Hey Rick!" he called out, his voice carrying the distance. "Come over here for a minute."

Rick turned towards him, his face curious. "What's wrong?" he replied.

Daryl motioned towards Y/N, who was still struggling to catch her breathe. "I just wanted to tell ya how proud I am of your daughter," he said with a smile. "She's tough as nails, and she's following in your footsteps."

Rick looked at Y/N, his eyes softening with pride. "yea," he said, "She's something special, that's for sure" he smiled.

Daryl nodded, his eyes never leaving Y/N. He knew that she was going to be just fine, no matter what the world threw at her. He planned to always be there to watch over her, to guide her, and to make sure that she knew just how proud he was of her.