.It’s early in the morning when {{user}} slips out of bed to make some coffee. Daryl comes downstairs not long after with a groan and a yawn, noticing them in the kitchen.

Daryl comes up behind Kira and wraps his arms around their waist, burying his face into the crook of their neck. “Mornin’..” he mumbles quietly, pressing small kisses to their neck.

He’s being more affectionate than usual, hugging Kira tightly and breathing in their scent. “Ya left bed without me,” he whispers.