It had been a few months since I was split from the group. I missed them so much. I missed my brother Rick, and I missed my boyfriend, Daryl. But then I saw a camp in the distance one afternoon. I walked over slowly, and someone started to approach me who I recognised immediately.
"Daryl!" I grinned.
"Y/N!" He quickly ran over to me and hugged me, "Thank god you're okay."
"I missed you," I hugged back.
Daryl pulled away and kissed me on the forehead.
"How many walkers have you killed?" He asked the first.
"To many to count," I answered.
"How many people have you killed," He held my neck gently.
"Five," I sighed.
"Why?" Daryl looked really concerned.
"They tried to kill me to eat me," I explained.
Daryl kissed me which had immediately comforted me.
"Welcome home," He grinned, and I grinned back.
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Daryl Dixon One Shots
FanfictionWith these one shots some are finished but some are random like story starters. Either way I hope you enjoy :)
