Daryl Dixon Masterlist

Just Right

You walked a few steps behind the group, feeling your cheeks flush as you struggled to keep up. Even though no one said anything, you could feel the weight of your insecurities pressing down on you. You weren’t exactly built for running from walkers, and it showed; every step felt like a reminder of how different you felt compared to everyone else. Slim, wiry people like Daryl seemed to glide through the woods with ease, while you fought to stay silent and unnoticed.

Lost in your thoughts, you hadn’t noticed Daryl drop back until he was walking alongside you. He glanced at you, his expression unreadable, but there was something soft in his eyes.

“Ya good?” he asked quietly, breaking the silence.

You gave a quick nod, not meeting his gaze. “Yeah… just, you know, trying to keep up.” You tried to laugh it off, but the nervousness was clear in your voice.

He stopped, turning to face you. “Ain’t gotta lie, ya know,” he said, crossing his arms and giving you a once-over that made you feel exposed.

You sighed, feeling your throat tighten. “I just… feel like I’m slowing everyone down. I’m not built for this… like you are.” The words came out softer than you intended, laced with frustration and self-doubt.

Daryl’s expression softened, and he shook his head. “Ain’t about that. You’re tougher than you think.”

You glanced at him, surprised. “Really? Because sometimes it feels like everyone’s looking at me and… noticing that I don’t quite fit in.”

Daryl’s gaze was steady, his voice low and sincere. “Don’t matter what anyone else thinks. I see ya pullin’ your weight out here, keepin’ up just fine. World’s too ugly now to worry ‘bout stuff like that.” He hesitated before adding, “’Sides, it’s good to have people who don’t waste away in a strong wind.”

A small laugh escaped you, and he gave a rare smile, pleased to see you relax even a little.

“Thanks, Daryl,” you said softly, feeling a bit of the heaviness in your chest ease.

“Anytime,” he replied. “Now, c’mon, don’t wanna lose the others.” And with that, he motioned for you to follow, sticking close, like he’d be right there if you needed him.