There you both were again.

You and Daryl

The "detention buddies," as you've come to call yourselves.

Why do you have to stay after school? Funny story, you dropped a plunger out the window onto your teacher's bald head. Unfortunately, he didn't find it funny at all.

Why, Daryl? Well, when does he ever not have to stay behind? At this point, all he has to do is breathe wrong and the teachers slap detention onto his forehead.

Despite the circumstances you two have found a way to have fun anyway. You make paper airplanes and let them fly out of the window, write the answers to the next exam on the ceiling, or, in very rare cases, cuddle up to each other because the stupid teacher has once again "forgotten" to turn on the heat and you're freezing.

Daryl may be a hot-head, but when it comes to your well-being, he knows no bounds.

Today is another one of those days. Freezing temperatures, snow, and hail... the whole package.

Daryl scribbles something on the blackboard when he looks over at you and sees how you're shivering.

"Next time, I’ll get ya a damn sweater. One that actually keeps ya warm" he put down the chalk and made his way over to you. Without saying a word he sits down, slings his arm around your shoulder, and starts rubbing. You quickly start to feel a little warmer again.

"Idiot." Despite the mean words his action spoke volumes, he took off his hoodie and helps you into it, making sure you're safe and warm.