daryl when the two of you stop whilst on a run, his body falling down to rest against a tree stump as he sparks up a cigarette. you're stood beside him, hands on your hips as you stare up at the sun through the overgrowth of trees, the bright light casting honey against your skin. he looks up at you, his eyes locked on your face, following every curve it made, from the point of your nose, to the dip between your lips.you close your eyes softly, breathing out with a small hum. turning to him suddenly, holding out a hand, asking for his lighter, pulling the cigarette you had tucked behind your ear out and inbetween your lips with a smile.
" pretty thing like you shouldn't be smoking. "
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