daryl-dixon-daydreams: Words: 2,972 Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader Reader pronouns: she/her Era: Alex
daryl-dixon-daydreams: Words: 2,972 Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader Reader pronouns: she/her Era: Alexandria, pre-Negan Warnings: intense scenarios, mentions of blood, language, violence Summary: Y/N responds to Daryl suggesting she leave Montana and join him and his family in Alexandria. A/N: This is part of a series! You can find all the previous parts on my Master List. Previous Chapter Your name: submit What is this? Daryl ducked his head again. “Brian—he didn’t just ask me to come find ya. He—he wanted me to bring ya back to our group. To our home. He didn’t want ya to be alone.” He ventured another glance up at you, and you still seemed frozen. The warm flickering of the firelight sent the shadows of your eyelashes dancing and he swore he could almost see the glow of the coals and the rising embers reflected in your eyes. They were beautiful. You were beautiful. But he couldn’t tell what was going on behind them… and now he just had to wait. “I—leave here?” you said. You almost couldn’t wrap your head around that reality. “I don’t—” You shook your head. “I don’t know…” Your voice was soft despite the hurricane in your head. Your brow furrowed and you stared back at him. “But I have everything I need here.” “‘Cept people. S’a lot easier if ya got people. I mean, ya said it yerself, if I hadn’t been here—that grizzly—” Daryl ducked his head, clutched by a sudden grip of fear at the thought of what had almost happened. When did just the thought of you gone start to make his entire world shift? It alarmed him. He stared down at his hands. He fiddled with the edge of the throw pillow in his lap. “But I—there’s food here, and solar panels, and hot water… and—” You gulped. But that wasn’t just it, was it? That wasn’t what had you shaky thinking about leaving. You realized it with a sinking feeling. “This is the last place—the last connection I have to my family. To my mom, and to my dad.” Tears welled up in your eyes and Daryl saw them reflected in the low light. “And to Brian,” you choked out. “It’s the last place we were all together… alive.” Daryl nodded. “I know. I know what I’m askin’ ya ain’t easy…” You looked overwhelmed, hastily wiping a tear that broke free from your cheek. “But—s’why I came here. Yer brother, who ended up bein’ mine too… s’what he asked me to do. And sooner or later, we all need people. S’just a matter of when.” Keep reading -- source link