#wrote that

Based off Crazy bitch-Buck cherry

Daryl Dixon was a total sweetheart, to an extent.

When it was for you, he would do anything and everything. If it came down to it, he would die for you.

So of course it baffled you to your core when you saw the way he was looking at Leah on the other side of the fire. Who has the audacity to do right in front of your face? Leah Shaw that’s who.

Now, you were usually a very calm, composed and understanding individual but this, this threw you over the edge. All month Leah had been trying so desperately to get your man’s attention and you weren’t having it.

You push the woman off the stool she was setting on grabbing her by the jacket collar slamming her head into the dirt. “You stupid whore!” Before you could do any real damage Daryl grabbed you off Leah pushing you in front of him.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing.” You glare angrily at the two who were minutes away from practically face fucking one another. He looks back and forth between you and Leah extremely confused. “I don’t know what you mean?”

You roll your eyes grabbing Daryl before turning back to glare at Leah “I’ll be back for you bitch.” She throws her hands up as a way of saying she surrenders before stepping away.

“Woah now, what’s wrong with you?” Is he for real? I’m gonna jump this man’s bones at any minute. “You know Daryl, you’re a very sweet man..” he looks confused as he urges you to continue “sometimes a little too sweet.” He just remains confused, shaking his head “I really don’t know what you mean.”

Of course he doesn’t “It’s always such a problem when I’m with Noah” I state slowly reaching my hands towards his chest “or Rick, even Glenn but, you’re allowed to give Leah Shaw those fucking eyes.” He frowns pushing your fallen hair behind your ear “What’s goin on in that pretty little head of yours, hmm?” You grab his neck pulling him closer to you “The way you look at her, how you look at me. I don’t like it.” He smirks rubbing his hands up and down your arms slowly leaning in for a kiss “You absolutely do not have to worry about her. I only have eyes for one pretty lady.” He swiftly switches your positions leaning you onto the wall. It was your turn to look away blushing like a mess. “Yea, I get it.” You stutter out.

But did you really think he’d let you get away with that? Absolutely not. After all, he doesn’t like to be accused of things.

“You are one crazy bitch and you’re mine. Don’t forget it.”

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