Norman Reedus Imagines

Daryl and Mila

CREDIT TO: http://negandarylsatisfaction.tumblr.com/

[SUMMARY: Daryls brother Merle is found alive and comes back to the camp only to make a move on you. Daryl becomes protective over you.]

Drama/Smut

Daryl and Mila.

"Daryl has a brother?" You asked Carol in shock.
"Merle Dixon." She raised her eyebrows with a smile.
Daryl had never told you about a brother, but then again Daryl never really spoke about anything personal. Even if it was to you. The two of you had become pretty close and you had grown to care for him very much.
"He's coming here?!" You asked Carol still trying to understand how he was found, how this all happened.
"Yep. Sadly." She mumbled under her breath not letting you catch the last comment.

You went outside to find Daryl pacing back and fourth waiting for Rick to arrive with Merle.
"You ok?" You asked putting your arm over his shoulder.
"Fine!" He yelled stressed, all he wanted was to make sure that his brother was very much alive.
"Where the hell are these damn people, what'd they get lost or somethin'!?" Daryl yelled out to no one in particular when a car pulled up. He froze automatically.
It had been months since he thought his older brother was dead and now here he was about to face him.
Merle stepped out of the car with one hand wrapped in bandages. You remembered Carol explaining to you earlier how he was cuffed to a roof for basically causing problems with everyone. He always had something to say, which eventually led to that.
"Well, ain't cha gonna hug your big brother?" Merle laughed as Daryl stared. Everyone watched quietly.
"Ya couldn't just keep ya damn mouth shut huh?" Daryl responded jokingly before they gave each other a big hard hug.
"Alright alright, enough with this sappy shit." Merle shoved him back when he noticed you standing behind.
"Well baby brother...looks like you had the better side of the coin." Merle stepped closer as his eyes roamed around your body. You crossed your arms about to give him a piece of your mind when Daryl stood before you.
"Don't start."
Merle threw back his head in laughter.
"Oh! She's ya girlfriend? I gotta say Daryl, I'm impressed." Merle whistled taking another peak at you.
"She ain't my girlfriend." Daryl muttered but still didn't move away.
"Oh good to know." Merle blew you kiss, the man was already getting on your nerves.
"One wrong move and ya get an arrow in the ass just so ya know." Daryl snapped at him shocking you and the others.
"Don't get those damn panties in a bunch Daryl, ya won't win that fight." Merle leaned over to get another sight of you then turned away. The brothers seemed to have some kind of hate and love relationship. You honestly didn't understand why he seemed so defensive when it came to you.
His brother was fresh but you still didn't need Daryl to stick up for you.

"What's that about?" Daryl turned to you once Merle left.
"Nothin'." He kept it short as he always did and walked away.
"That obviously wasn't nothing. I could've stood up for myself." You followed him stubbornly.
"Ya don't know my brother." He uttered in his raspy voice.
"I would if you'd speak a little more."
"Ain't nothing to talk about." He responded making you sigh.
"Fine. I'll see you later." You walked away giving up on trying with Daryl for the day.

Daryl sat on the stoops of the farmhouse having a smoke when Merle sat beside him.
"I gotta ask baby brother, ya tappin' that sweet ass?"
Daryl rolled his eyes scooting closer to the corner of where he sat.
"Holy shit, ya ain't ain't cha?" Merle burst out in laughter. He always came down hard on Daryl when it came to being a man and getting women. Something Daryl never seemed to put much focus on, if it happened it happened. Merle hunted for women left and right, always caught something. Daryl would usually try to ignore Merles remarks but sometimes he would actually hurt his feelings. Make him feel like a sack of crap.
"I always knew you was a lil bitch. Can't even get pussy that's right in your face."
"Would ya shut up! Quit talkin' bout her like that. And I ain't no bitch."
Merle continued to laugh.
Truth was Daryl had feelings for you, except he never told anyone. He never had the guts to tell you, he didn't think he was good enough for you.
"Let's make a bet for ol' times sake." Said Merle.
"No." Daryl whispered as he stood up.
"Come on, I'll bet I can hit that sweet ass by the end of this week before you can."
"Don't cha dare go near her. She ain't like all these other damn whores ya've had."
"Oh yeah? I'll see for myself." Merle smirked as Daryl glared at him before walking away.