note: can take place pre or post apocalypse your choice :)

daryl came over to your house after a long day of hunting but he didn't catch anything you and him were close so he'd often just show up without telling you as you heard the front door open and closed you were sitting back on your bed watching a movie on your DVD player when daryl walked into your room he was tired and dirty and it was late you hadn't seen him in a couple days "hey?" you say softly looking over at him daryl huffed but didn't respond he put his crossbow down on a nearby chair and walked over and collapsed onto the bed and buried his face into your stomach curling up next to you