Daryl had gotten back from a Scavenging hunt outside of Alexandria, he had finally returned after what had to've been a month. god damn to say he missed you was an understatement. after he got home he quickly took a shower and crashed immediately after,

He shot up, straight up panting, sweat beads on his skin, his shaggy hair stuck to his face, the moon from the window, making his shirtless body shine, His chest heaving, having woken up from a nightmare, his large hands grip the sheets below him, before he looks over to your slowly stiring form, his breathing slowing down a bit.. "Shit..." He murmured, resting his elbows on his thighs, before his head fell into his hands. trying to recollect himself.

You sat up, slowly, rubbing your eyes, looking at the man who had his face burried in his hands. "baby..?" You sleepily murmured, putting a gentle hand on his sweat slicked back. what do you do?