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Y/N: Do you think I’m pretty?

Daryl: Well—yeah.

Y/N, doing a little twirl: You like my outfit?

Daryl: S’nice.

Y/N: Do you love me?

Daryl: Y’know the answer to that.

Y/N: What if I was a walker?

Daryl, without thinking: I’d put’cha down.

Y/N, chin quivering: You would?!

Daryl, backpedaling: Gotta do it! Be too distracted to notice your outfit if I didn’t!

Y/N: Oh! That makes sense.

Y/N, kissing his cheek before skipping away: Love you!

Daryl, sighing in relief: Jesus fuck.

ℑ𝔱'𝔰 𝔞 𝔤𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔰 𝔠𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔰𝔬 ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔡

𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔥𝔶𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩

ℑ 𝔰𝔢𝔢 𝔦𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱 𝔡𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔫𝔡

𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔲𝔱 𝔰𝔬 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔭, 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣 𝔦𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔢

𝔐𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣 𝔦𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣 𝔦𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔢

𝔐𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣 𝔦𝔰 𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣 𝔦𝔰