argue. that is all you and daryl have been doing for the past weeks, either it was about supply runs, saviors, taking watch, whatever it was, they all had to end with an argument, and you were getting sick and tired of it

”n’tha’s all you do! you go put yourself at risk and for what? a buncha nobodies who don’t wanna do nothin’ cause theyre a buncha pussies? you aint gonna survive like this!” daryl snapped, staring at you, eyes wide and burning with fury and disbelief

you both stood in the kitchen, he was by the doorway since he’d just gotten home from his run with carol

”this is what we do now daryl! we put our lives at risk for those who can’t! you think judith’ll be able to? gracie? rosie? or-or rj? the world’s changed you can’t keep me away from it forever!” you said, staring at him, eyes wide

”isn’t that what beth did? she just hid, and hid until it got her killed while she hid-“ you said

”dont.” he warned, looking away, he points at you, warning. ”don’t you dare, you have no right-“ daryl hissed

”that’s what got her killed! hiding! not doing anything and just continuously running!”

”thats a low blow, even for you” he whispered, his voice low and dark. picks up his things and stomps his way upstairs