Beth stood in her room in the front of a long oval mirror examining her appearance for the party that Deanna had requested everyone attend that night. She was wearing a shimmery baby blue summer dress with spaghetti straps. Beth thought the dress was lovely as she stood admiring it in the mirror. But her face not so much she thought as looked from the dress to her face and at the scars she now had there. The scars were thin white lines, one on her right cheek and the other on her forehead above her left brow. Beth cringed. Maybe she could cover them Beth thought as she began arranging her hair with the hair clips she picked up off the dresser next to the mirror.
Daryl always the hunter, quietly approached the room that Beth had been given in their house. Once at the door he stopped. Leaning his shoulder against the door frame he saw Beth looking frustrated as she was pinning her hair. First this way and then that way obviously trying to arrange it so to to hide her scars. Daryl's heart broke for the girl. Did she really think the scars made her any less beautiful? Hell no, Daryl thought to himself. Even with the marks on her face she was Hot- As- Hell. But Beth's beauty isn't what he couldn't resist Daryl thought. It was Beth, not Just her physical beauty that drew him into her like a moth to a flame. It was her light, her hope ,her faith in the good of the world that made her so irresistible to him. If Beth hadn't been there after the prison Daryl thought, he would have just found some shitty hole then laid down and died in it. Daryl smiled remembering, Beth saved his live out there and she was beautiful to him for it. Christ, Beth's face could be all kinds of fucked-up and she still would be beautiful to him.
Daryl cleared his throat when he noticed Beth was giving up on trying to hide her scars. Beth turned at the familiar sound of Daryl ." You made it" Beth said a smile forming on her face as she crossed the room pausing to grab her sweater. " Ya, just got back an hour ago" Daryl said in his crackly voice. Standing in front of Daryl Beth took note of his clean attire. He was wearing a clean grey flannel with the sleeves cut off of course and pair of black pants." Wow, Beth said " You clean up nice" giving him a shy smile. She had always thought he was a handsome man but he looked down right gorgeous all cleaned up. " Huh " Daryl grunted running his eyes over Beth, she looked stunning in her blue dress with her hair falling in waves around her shoulders. "You ,You look pretty" Daryl said awkwardly bringing his hand up to chew his finger. Beth gave Daryl a sad smile and lowered her head. " Ya sure, If you say so " she replied sarcastically. " Hey " Daryl said as he reached out and genitally clasped her face bringing her eyes back up to look at him. " Those ant nothin " Daryl said brushing a thumb across the scar on her cheek still holding her gaze. He was acutely aware of the closeness that was continuing to grow between them. " Your just as pretty as you was before " Daryl forced when Beth closed her eyes when a tear slipped past her lid. Then for reasons Daryl didn't completely understand lowered his face close to Beth's. " Just as pretty " Daryl whispered genitally brushing a kiss to the scar on Beth's cheek then he lifted his face to her forehead " So pretty " he whispered again as he brushed a kiss to the scar there. Daryl drew back still clasping Beth's face in his hands. He stayed there studying Beth as she slowly opened her eyes and meet his gaze. Beth saw nothing but honesty and emotion in Daryl's eyes. She softly smiled feeling at ease as she touched her forehead to his chest. Daryl wrapped Beth in an embrace feeling as her arms came around him to. Smiling he brushed a kiss to the top of Beth's head knowing she accepted his words.