no matter what happens you knew one thing was for sure... daryl would be crawling back to you because that's something he had aways done. When you both got into a fight next day he'd show up at your door like a lost dog, when he got injured the next day collapsed by your doorstep, when he got captured by the saviors then escaped you were the first person he came to see.

maybe it was an addiction maybe he just craved the comfort and stability or maybe he just knew you would take him in no questions asked... well today was another one of those days after a nasty fight with alpha... lydia had dropped him off at your doorstep like he requested

so when you heard a weak knock at the door and opened it to find him leaning against the railing of your porch bloody and bruised you had no choice but to take him in once again...

you helped him inside and flopped him down on the couch he let out a soft grunt "t-thanks" he mutters gruffly his voice rough and horse