I woke up early that day (and by early I mean 8), Daryl was still fast asleep, which was cute except for the fact that I needed to pee! And his arm was wrapped around me and this man woke up easily, but fell asleep within two seconds of waking up if he could get that luxury. Hmm, what to do? What to do?
“Just go Katie…” he mumbled into his pillow
“Did I move around that much?” I was a bit shocked; I thought I was pretty still.
“No, I just felt yer breathing wasn’t as shallow.”
“Mister observant… Alright I’ll do the usual”
“hmm” and he was out like a light once again.
I did my usual routine: shower, brush teeth, do hair, get dressed and as usual wore shorts and a tank top with tomys, and finally went downstairs and made some breakfast. I decided to make some eggs, bacon, pork sausage and toast and those horrible fried tomatoes the boys liked (yes it really grosses me out). I set the food down on the table and went to get Merle, “Hey Merle don’t kill me but food’s ready”“Okay I’m coming girlie. I hope you have enough for a friend”
“Depends how many “friends”?”
“only one”
“yes, we have enough. Let me get Daryl”
“Is Darylina still sleeping?” Merle cooed.
“Don’t call him Darylina! Not around me anyways!”
“Shit, sorry little miss-“
“Ye best watch yer mouth Merle”
“What are you gonna do about it lil bruda?”
Daryl wrapped his arm around my waist protectively and somehow quickly switched us around so that I was behind him and he was standing face-to-face with his brother. “Back off Merle! Just listen ta the girl for once in yer god damn life stop acting like dad!”
Merle’s eyes grew darker and he shouted, “DON’T YOU EVER COMPARE ME TO HIM!”
“THEN STOP ACTING LIKE ‘IM”
“Dare, babe, I think that’s enough. Come on, let’s just go” he shrugged me off with quite a bit of power in it and I fell backward and whacked my back into the little glass table, it fucking hurt but I know Daryl didn’t mean it so I jumped in between the brothers and pushed Daryl back until we were out of Merle’s range where he could hit us, “There’s breakfast just remember that!” I snapped at Merle then I changed my focus onto Daryl, his eyes were filled with anger and hatred, they were so dark and something I was not used to at all. I cupped his face in my hands and made him look at me instead of looking at Merle’s now closed door, as soon as his eyes settled on me they softened and went back to that amazing colour I loved. I quickly kissed him and said soothing words like “Dare it’s okay babe” and “shh shh, it’s all over” After that he wrapped his one arm around my neck and we walked off to the table that had all the food on it.
After dishing up I started a conversation with Daryl, seeing as he was the only one at the table with me.
“Dare, when are you going to tell Merle?”
“I was hoping fer today but I don’t need ta tell ‘im”
“You need to tell him. Deep down he loves you.”
“Too deep fer me ta care”
“You have to tell him”
“You have to tell me what lil bruda”
I looked at Merle and quickly started looking at my now extremely interesting plate of food.
“I’m leaving this house. Gonna live with Kate, next door”
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terrible things (a Daryl Dixon love story) [Daryl Dixon fan-fic]
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