MERCIFUL

How Did I Fall In Love With You? x Charyl.

“Okay, I’m bored.”
The two of them had spent all day moving with no destination in mind. Daryl had given up hope that there was any real safe place in the world anymore and Charlie had finally started to accept that. She had trouble believe it for a while, but after watching everyone else they’d cared about get taken from them she couldn’t help but allow her skepticism overtake her. Now, the two just traveled alone, not allowing anyone to grow too close to them for fear of losing someone else. They mainly searched for somewhere to stay for more than one night in a row, perhaps a place they could grow to call home. Tonight, they had made camp on the side of the highway.
The fire crackled before her and she dug around in her bag for something she remembered finding earlier that day. The bag of marshmallows tumbled from her bag onto the ground and she barely caught it in time before it rolled into the fire. Charlie ripped the bag open and popped one of the treats into her mouth before searching for a suitable stick. After not having much luck, she inched over to Daryl and snatched an arrow from his crossbow and stuck a marshmallow to the end of it for roasting. She waved off his look of disbelief before hovering the sweet over the flames.
“Don’t give me that look, let me have this.”
When the treat was roasted to her liking, she slipped it off the arrowhead and popped it into her mouth. She didn’t think she’d tasted anything so delicious in a long time. Too long, actually. She uttered a soft moan of content and tilted her head back, eyes rolling back into her head. When she’d finished the marshmallow, she slipped two more onto the arrow head and waited for them to roast. Surprised that Daryl had stayed quiet about her utter abuse of his baby, Charlie glanced up at him. He was simply staring at her, his expression no longer offended, but curious.
Charlie pulled the arrow from the flames that licked it’s sides, pulling the first marshmallow from the tip and holding it out to him. When he didn’t reach for it she leaned a bit closer and smushed it against his lips lightly. When he didn’t open his mouth right away, she repeated the action a couple of times before he finally took the treat into his mouth. She ate her own marshmallow and sat back once more, cleaning the arrow off with her shirt and placing it back where it belonged.
“I propose we play truth or dare,” Charlie announced, leaning back against his outstretched legs. “Truth.” When he simply stared at her, she jammed her finger into his leg. “I demand you tell me the truth, scumbucket.”

^{Daryl watched her battle with the small plastic bag. She was still weak it seemed, but it was an improvement on what he saw before. Staying silent, he simply just watched. He had a few arrows in his grasp and his red rag in the other hand. Cleaning and taking care of his arrows was something he’d grown accustomed to ever since he was first able to shoot the crossbow. Cleaning an arrow, he checked for damages, and then set it down–repeating the motion until all but one of his arrows were clean and repaired except for one.}

^{Noticing she was grabbing the last dirty arrow, he quickly placed all of the clean ones over it so she wouldn’t grab the dirty arrow. It was then he took the final arrow, and began cleaning. It was when she roasted a marshmallow with one of his arrows, did he decide to watch her. What the hell was she doing? Setting his hands down in his lap, he continued to watch her.}

^{“Wasn’t sayin’ nothin’.” He replied, a cool demeanor showing in his words.}

^{Suddenly, a marshmallow was being pressed against his lips. He couldn’t understand why she as insisting for him to eat the marshmallow, but before she was able to make a mess, his mouth opened and he accepted the treat. Wiping his mouth with the red rag in his hand, he inhaled sharply through his nose.}

^{“Why?” he asked. “An’ what truth?”}

(Source: nychtxs-blog)

3 June 2014
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