Prompt: Daryl being and feeling really insecure because Beth just never gets jealous. Woman talk to him, try to flirt with him and it doesn't bother Beth at all—which drives him crazy.
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He rolled his eyes when Megan sat beside him at breakfast. Everyone knew that Beth was his, just like he was hers, but that never stopped the older woman to try and get closer to him, it didn't stop them from trying to push Beth out of the picture. Beth had the same problem with some of the younger boys around camp and it drove him crazy. He hated watching them flirt with her, trying to worm their way in. It boiled anger in him. Daryl was a jealous man, that was obvious, but not what bothered him the most. No matter how many women tried to flirt with him, Beth never exhibited any signs of jealousy.
He couldn't understand why. When he saw men flirting with her he wanted to rip them apart. When she saw women flirting with him, she just gave him a smile and went back to whatever she was doing. He looked at her as Megan said something, laughing lightly and putting a hand on his shoulder. She just looked over at them, gave him a wink and finished clearing a table of dirty dishes.
He frowned a bit. "What's wrong sweetheart?" Megan asked.
Daryl glanced at her. "Nothin'," he muttered, standing up and walking over to Beth. He grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him, kissing her neck. She smiled and leaned her head to the side, granting him more room. "Jealous?" he asked.
Beth smirked and turned to look up at him. "Not one bit." He frowned and dropped his arms. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"You never get jealous." He didn't know why it bothered him so much, but it did.
Beth smiled and jumped up to the counter, sitting on the edge and wrapping her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. "Daryl, I never get jealous of those other women because you never give me a reason to. I trust you, completely, with my life and my love." She smiled and kissed him on the nose. "I know that no matter what they say or do, you'll be in my bed at night. I know I'm the one you'll be holding. I know that you love me, and only me."
Daryl cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, pulling her close to him. She moaned into his mouth, her fingers running into his hair. "How'd I get so lucky?"
She giggled and rested her forehead against his. "I'm the lucky one, I've got the most loyal man in the world." She kissed him lightly. "And honestly, it's sexy when you're jealous."
