He sleeps deeply in a safe place like this, with Daryl close. No just hovering on the edge of wakefulness, listening for any signs of trouble, human or otherwise. For the moment Alexandria is safe. For the moment they’ve won. They’re alive. That’s always a start.
When the bed shifts he unconsciously shifts towards it. Seeking out warmth. Seeking out the comfort of another presence. His eyes open to find that he’s almost nose to nose with Daryl.
Daryl who fought so hard to get home. Daryl who held out against everything that Negan did to him so he could escape. He’d be so lost without him.
The kiss is barely there. A faint touch, but it means the world to Rick. To know that Daryl will always be there.
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Date: 2018-01-17 02:13 pm (UTC)When the bed shifts he unconsciously shifts towards it. Seeking out warmth. Seeking out the comfort of another presence. His eyes open to find that he’s almost nose to nose with Daryl.
Daryl who fought so hard to get home. Daryl who held out against everything that Negan did to him so he could escape. He’d be so lost without him.
The kiss is barely there. A faint touch, but it means the world to Rick. To know that Daryl will always be there.