MERCIFUL

ishotdxryl:

shelikedmefirst:

^{“Yeah.”he replied in a long exhale.}

^{He leaned back and balanced his hands on his knees. He couldn’t find anything else to talk about. Maybe she would eventually get bored of him and leave—people always tend to do that when they couldn’t force conversation from him. This was foreign to him, delicate small talk among friends. Usually by now he’s pissed off or they get interrupted. This was actually…needed. She can stay.}

^{She’s alright.}

_{They stayed in silence, bathing in it like it was the last ray of sunshine. There was no privacy anymore in that group, there was nothing that you could hide. But, this, with Daryl, she knew it was as private as she would get. It didn’t look like Daryl was going to ask her questions about anything that she would not be comfortable talking about. Daryl was for her the silent protector, the skilled hunter, Merle’s little brother, a little boy who got lost in the forest. Daryl was a force to be reckoned with.}

_{But more than anything, Daryl was her friend.}

^{“Y'good at catchin’ any fish?” he asked, breaking the silence between them.}

^{It was a simple question, but it had a thought behind it. If she was skilled in fishing, then he could use her company. He remembered her and Amy catching multiple fish back when they had the camp. But that was a long time ago, almost ages ago.}

^{He had lost count of the days that have passed since this all began, the only one he knew that tried was Dale.} 

(Source: shelikedmefirst-blog, via ishotdxryl)

• 30 May 2014
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