"Daryl! Daryl!" Glenn screamed as the other guys had taken him, throwing him into the back of their car, his desperate screams for Daryl just being carried in the wind.

Daryl nearly growled and slammed his body into the fence, yelling after the car. "Fuckin'- " He slammed the gate shut, as walkers started to stumble toward the alleyway.

Daryl turn around, facing the man that was left behind. "Gonna be lucky if I let ya live, fuckin' piece of shit." Daryl kicked him in his ribcage, before Rick and T-dog came and pulled the both of them back inside the building.

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Daryl pulled Glenn along, avoiding everyones stares and questions of what had happened, he kept walking, until they we were out of hearing range from everyone, and Daryl slammed Glenn into a tree.

"Hey-Hey! Not my fault I got kidnapped!"

"Yeah...It was my fault. And ya listen here, chink. I ain't gonna let anything happen to ya."

"I...I can take care of myself, Daryl." Glenn shifted nervously under the older man's stare, biting his lip.

Daryl laughed dryly, "I hope yer fuckin' with me..."

Glenn frowned,"I guess...A little back up couldn't hurt." Daryl dropped his head, putting his hands on the tree, next to Glenn's face.

"No ones gonna touch ya...'cept me." Daryl smirked and looked up, testing the others reaction. Glenn was blushing brightly, despite how dark it was, it was very obvious.
"What if I wanna touch myself?" Daryl scoffed, "Seem to do that a lot anyway..."
Glenn bit his lip and looked away from the stare, biting his lip.

Daryl lightly pushed Glenn's face back toward his, leaning in closely.
"With how much shit you talk, you're slow at making the first move." Glenn pressed their lips together, pushing Daryl's hips into his, wrapping his arms around his neck. Daryl moved his hands down, gripping onto the kid's waist.

After what seemed like years, they pulled away from each other, breath hitched.

"I'm gonna eat...best be ready when I come into that tent tonight, chinaman."

Glenn smiled but sighed, muttering "Korean" under his breath. Daryl rolled his eyes and stalked off back to the group, leaving Glenn there, leaning against the tree.

"Damn Redneck...just have to walk around being sexy all the damn time." He rolled his eyes, "Oh, I'm Daryl...With my crossbow thinkin' I'm the most bad ass person to live with my cut off shirts-"
"What in the hell are you ramblin' about?"

Glenn jumped at the return of Daryl, a fork inbetween his lips.
"Nothing!" Glenn smiled quickly and ran away from him, diving into his tent head first, zipping it quickly.

"God, I love him..."

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