Daryl hated everyone but you. Daryl had a not-up-to-much soft spot for you. He was gruff, Blunt, and authoritative even with you but he leveled it down a bit for you. Tonight, he came to your house injured. It was obvious that he didn't go to anyone else's house just yours.

“Patch me up,” Daryl said. He walked into your house sat on a chair and waited for you.

“I’m not gonna repeat myself…” He said. He grunted as his pain increased. He hissed through his teeth.