You paced through the forest, daryl beside you as the sun started going down. You gripped your weapon, in case of any sudden attacks. Suddenly, a gentle rain started to pour down, the cold winds picking up. You shivered, but try not to complain about the temperature. He noticed, not saying anything but placing his hoodie over your shoulders. He grunted awkwardly and he avoided your gaze, and walked on ahead. He really cared about you but could not admit it.

“Take it. Keep up.”