Daryl Dixon
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Your smile was all Daryl needed to feel safe. To feel at home. So even though he himself was the one who usually stifles all his emotions, not letting them see the light of day, your smile was enough to make the corners of his mouth go up as well.
When he walked into your shared home after a day outside the walls of Alexandria, the sight of you coming out of the kitchen was enough for him to feel all the fatigue drain from his body.
“Hey, baby,” he said, taking his crossbow from his back.