Title: 20 in 20
Fandom: The Walking Dead
Pairing: In the most cases Daryl Dixon & Carol Peletier.
Summary: 9 drabbles for a 20 in 20 challenge.
Word count: 1700
Beta: My lovely Suzanne.
Prompt: black
Word Count: 220
Rating: K+
Warnings: Takes place in the prison.
"Fucking ticks," Daryl murmured. He reached out of the shower curtain for the tweezers he prepared in case of a bug attack. Carefully he got rid of the black blood sucker, which had parked itself on his ankle. "Urg," he just hated these disgusting and sickness spreading creatures.
As Daryl washed his sweaty hair he felt another bump on his scalp. Carefully he finished his shower and wrapped himself in his gray bathrobe with the blue stripes. It was the ugliest garment in his questionable collection, but at least it covered him completely. He wasn't like Rick or Glenn or Tyreese. He couldn't walk through the prison halls with a bare chest and only a towel around his hips.
Opening the door, Daryl saw Carol waiting for her shower time.
"Can you help me?" Daryl asked. "I guess a tick caught me on my scalp."
Carol grimaced but took the offered tweezers. The two changed the positions, so Daryl sat onto the bench in front of Carol. She stepped closer and ran her fingers gently through Daryl's dark hair, pulling him closer. It wasn't a big problem to get rid of the bug. She first noted that something changed as Daryl's skin and ears turned red and she became warmer. Looking down, Daryl's face rested tenderly at Carol's soft breasts.
