you and daryl started a relationship about 4 months ago, but with how much he loves you and has warmed up to you, it feels like wayyy longer

you don't live together in alexandria yet, but have spent the odd night at his place and he comes round most days even if it's just to steal some breakfast

as you know daryl leaves alexandria quite a lot to go hunt and he usually spends 2-14 days out there depending on how much he needs a break as he can get overwhelmed easy... obviously you miss him when he goes but you don't mind it and you know he can hold his own out there

it was a Wednesday morning, you had already woken up and got dressed for the day when you hear a knock at your door... by no surprise it was your boyfriend Daryl

he stands on your porch, a full backpack on his back, his crossbow slung over his shoulder, his belt holding his many knives, while also holding his worn out black jeans, his button up, grey shirt hugging his muscles perfectly with the first two buttons undone revealing his hairy, manly chest slightly, his leather, biker vest with angel wings on the back over the shirt, his rough, calloused hands wearing some fabric fingerless gloves, his boots scruffy and dirty, and his dog called 'Dog' next to him as he speaks

"Hey princess, just thought I'd let you know I'm going on a hunt for a few days, and I'll be back soon"

he leans forward pecking your forehead a kiss