Daryl Dixon One Shots

Stealing clothes

It was a bright morning in Alexandria. I woke up with Daryl next to me, with his arm over me and he was lying on his front shirtless. I slowly removed Daryl's arm off of me and got out of bed.
Then I had an idea. I went to the wardrobe and I stole one of Daryl's flannels and his vest which I paired with my jeans and boots.
I then left to Ricks. I usually went to Ricks to have breakfast. He's my brother and we are best friends. We love to spend time together.
"Morning!" I called out when I opened the door.
"Mornin," Rick responded from the kitchen.
I made my way over to the kitchen at sat down at the breakfast bar.
"Well hello Daryl Dixon," Rick laughed.
"I'm Darylfied. Y/N Dixon really does become Y/N Dixon," I smiled.
"Y/N!" We heard Daryl at the door.
"Busted," Rick spoke in a weird voice.
"Shut up," I punched him in the arm.
Daryl walked into the kitchen and laughed when he saw me, "They're so big on you."
"I dont care. I like your clothes," I smiled at him.
"It makes you look cute but badass at the same time," Daryl walked over and wrapped his big strong arms round me.