Please tell me why after at least 2 days of staying in a fully stocked house with a kitchen full of food this man still stuffs his face like he's starving when Aaron invites him over
Now I could stop here and leave this as a funny post, but honestly, I think it's quite concerning that Daryl always eats like it's his last meal. He eats like he's going to either throw up his food or he's going to burn whatever energy and calories he gets from it really fast. And sure he might, but right now he's pretty fucking safe and I don't remember him eating like that back at the prision.
Unless I'm misremembering and it had been a while before they got to Alexandria and he was just really hungry, but then again, they had a fully stocked house?! So what was his deal?
Just makes me think he could never be reliant on having a consistent food source so he just had to stuff his face whenever he got the chance
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Grumpy Daryl/Sunshine reader dynamic during early Alexandria. Daryl always chills out when he comes home to reader. So he dotes and loves on her like usual one day. Sheβs trying to tell him that she had invited everyone over for dinner but heβs just too busy nuzzling and cuddling until someone at the table clears their throat behind him. Cue embarrassed Daryl who goes grumpy but still doesnβt wanna let go of her. :)
Genre: (can this be called a genre?) Fluff with some suggestive language.
Warnings: none
Era: Early Alexandria, circa mid to end of season 5
Word count: 0.7k
You had been cooking all day, well mostly helping Carol prepare for the dinner you had organized. Since settling in Alexandria, the group had started splitting up during the day, each person trying, in their own way, to blend into the small community just like Rich had asked. For some, it came easier than others.
Daryl had been gone all day and you figured he wouldnβt be back until late, long after dinner was over. The group, along with Aaron and his husband, chatted quietly at the dining table, soft voices weaving around Judith who thrived in the center of it all. You slipped away down the hall to the closet where youβd stashed a few stolen wine bottles from the communal pantry.
Just as your hand reached for the alcohol, a soft noise made you freeze. Instinctively, your fingers wrapped around the, also contraband, handgun tucked beside the dark green bottles. You raised it toward the back door, only to find Daryl standing there, all quiet edges and sharp eyes. You let out a sigh.
βYa gonna lower thaβ gun?β he asked softly, his crossbow slung over one shoulder, eyes skimming your figure, everywhere but the weapon in your hand.Β
You lowered it slowly, fingers flexing around the familiar handle, memory trailing back to the days outside the walls when lowering your guard had real consequences.Β Β
βWhaβ? Ya suddenly trigger happy?β he teased, the corner of his mouth twitching as you tucked the gun away. His gaze lingered a little longer this time, more direct. βYa look prettyβ
You smiled, stepping closer and instinctively checking him for injuries like you always did. One of his hands came to rest at your waist, grounding you.
βAnd you need a showerβ you muttered with a smirk.
He nodded once, a low hum rumbling in his chest βNow or after?β he asked, lifting the rabbit in his other hand as if it were some kind of romantic offering.
βUmβ¦ Darylβ¦β
βWe can make it real nice βn romantic outbackβ he said quickly, eyes lighting up as his hand came up to brush your cheek. βSum grilled mushroomsβ¦ anβ if I hurry, i can swipe a bottle oβ wine from the pantryβ
You couldnβt help but chuckle softly, the sound drawing a subtle twitch to Darylβs lips, right before he started pressing slow, reverent kisses to your face. He spoke between them, his voice low, words tumbling out like secrets meant just for you, each one pulling you further from what youβd meant to remind him of.
βBeautifulβ
βMissed ya tβdayβ
βFound a place i wantβo take ya toβ
A dull thud echoed in the hallway, the rabbit heβd been holding hit the floor at your feet. Between his kisses and the sweetness in his voice, the last thing you expected was the sudden scrape of a throat being cleared, deep, familiar and unmistakably Rick.
You turned, startled but mostly annoyed, only to see the entire dinner party gathered at the threshold of the hallway, eyes wide, clearly having followed the sound thinking it was an intruder. Daryl, completely unfazed, let out a huff and bent down to pick up the rabbit like nothing had happened.Β
βI was trying to tell youβ¦about thatβ you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper as he straightened to his full height. His eyes met yours, just for a second before shifting to the unexpected audience.
βDaryl,β Carol called out sweetly, clearly unfazed, βCare to join us? Y/n helped me cookβΒ
You caught Carl smirking from behind her, like youβd just been caught committing some harmless, ridiculous crime.Β
Daryl grunted, biting the inside of his lip the way he always did when thinking ββM sure she didβ he muttered, half to himself, eyes flicking to you with something warm. You were just too sweet.
Rick nodded toward the rabbit in his hand, dry as ever. βI see you brought dinnerβΒ
βIt sure ainβt for yβallβ the archer said, earning a light smack to the chest from you. Daryl smirked, unfazed, yet corrected himself βCan save ya the furβ¦make a hat or somethinββ
Rick let out a dry chuckle. βThanksβ he said flatly, laced with sarcasm.
βAnytimeβ Daryl shot back, casually taking your hand in his and turning toward the back entrance.
βWait, wait, waitβ you whispered, reaching into the closet before you left. You pulled out a bottle of wine and held it up. βThere are two more in thereβ you told the group with a sly grin.
Daryl gave a low, approving huff, almost a chuckle βThaβs ma girlβΒ
And with that, the two of you slipped out, ready for a one on one dinner with a sickeningly hot and steamy dessert guaranteed.
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