Prompt: Merle is still alive and his reaction to Beth and Daryl
Pussy Whipped
Beth winced when Merle walked in and screamed. She and Daryl had been hiding, or trying to, in an empty cell that wasn't occupied by anyone, making out. They hadn't been ready to come out with their relationship and go figure, Merle would be the one to discover them. Daryl looked over at Merle who was making a scene, covering his eyes and groaning like he was physically hurt. "You done?" he asked, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall.
Merle shook his head and looked at them. "I know we're in the cadge baby brother, but jailbait is still jailbait." Merle smirked, watching Beth's face heat up with a blush.
"It ain't jailbait. She's nineteen."
Merle rolled his eyes. "Still, little young for ya, ain't it Darlina?" Daryl growled and Beth put a hand on his arm to stop him from crossing the floor to hit Merle. He calmed down a little and relaxed back against the wall. "Oh, don't tell me she's got you pussy whipped." Merle threw his hands up in the air dramatically. "What has the world come to?"
"Merle, you're walkin' a fine line," Daryl warned.
Merle smirked, looking at Daryl, calling his bluff. "Dixon men don't get pussy whipped, especially over a piece of jailbait ass."
Daryl growled and Beth knew she couldn't stop him this time. She let him cross the floor and deliver a painful looking right hook to Merle's jaw. He stumbled back, rubbing his face. "Keep talkn' bout her like that and I'll kick your ass."
Merle smirked and looked at Beth. "You treat him right missy."
She crossed her arms and raised her chin defiantly. "That ain't gonna be a problem." Merle nodded in approval before walking out, calling out behind him. "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me."