𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐒 - 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍

`` 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈’𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 (slur) 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 “

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You and Daryl are flings, well, you’re together but not quite. It was more like he loved both you and your body, but maybe your body a bit more.

You were pretty, regardless of the limitations that the apocalypse had placed on other women, he’d say thats what dragged him in.

You woke up early while in Alexandria, all the time 5:00. He woke up with you, maybe for a sesh or two, a few kisses then you’d leave.

He smiled “You always look good out the shower.” he grumbled as you pulled your underwear on, stumbling as you pulled a nice-worky dress on.

“You can’t stay a bit.. you usually help me out with my mornin’.” he says smirking, standing up and adjusting his pants. “No.. I have alot to do today!” you mutter.

He sighs, walking behind you, “Not even a kiss?” he murmurs, grabbing you by your neck gently, turning your head to kiss your cheek “Please.. I know you don’t care if I have mornin breath so come onn.” he whispers in your ear.

It took you a hot second to realize he was rubbing his “mornin” on your lower back.

Creep