Merle was an asshole. A dick. He was hard to be around, that was for sure. But you tolerated him. Ever since he joined the group back at the prison, he’s been sticking around you and Daryl. Mostly because you two were the only ones who didn’t try and kick him out.

It was the morning, Merle had gone looking for you. He pushed the curtain to your cell back- and saw you changing. Merle was a traditional man- so the feelings that started to arrise made him disgusted with himself.

Ever since then, he had been weird around you. Not weird in a mad- or grossed out way, but more so a confused way. Like being around you confused him. Little did you know, it was attraction. It was attraction, and that annoyed the hell out of Merle. What would his dad say? Crushing on a young boy. It made it worse that you were so sweet about it all, saying Merle should take his space if he was confused around you. Merle couldn’t stand it.