Misunderstood (One Shot Part 15)
Daryl had finally gotten used to living with Beth. It honestly hadn't been as easy as one would think. At first he treated her like a deadly animal that he had to appease. She had finally told him that every off handed comment she made wasn't a request, and he told her she had to promise of something was actually bothering her, cause he wouldn't just clue in to it. Merle on the other hand, had not gotten used to the act that Daryl had someone else in his life that was at the very least just as important to Daryl as he was. Daryl had to pout up with constant reminders about blood and family. He honestly didn't understand how and why Merle didn't just instantly love Beth; she was constantly making food for them to take when they went out camping, she didn't care when he randomly showed up or stayed over. She had even cleaned and remade the bed in the room Merle used, without getting rid of any of the shit he had stored there.
"We should head back soon." Daryl said softly as he and Merle made their way through the woods. They hadn't found much, just a rabbit, squirrel and a pheasant, but Daryl didn't like leaving Beth alone in the house too late, not after what had happened to her at the diner. She was still easily startled by loud, well any noises really.
"Why?" Merle asked leaning against a tree and taking a swig from his flask. "We haven't even eaten the snack she made for us or caught enough for the week, not even enough for one of us for the week."
"Oh come on man, you know why." Daryl said handing him one of the sandwiches Beth had made them. "Eat." He said ripping off the parchment on his sandwich and biting into it. "You could have shown up in the morning like we had planned instead of 4pm."
"You that whipped?" Merle asked with his mouth full. "That pussy ruling your life, make you a bitch all of a sudden?"
"I ain't anyone's bitch." Daryl said loudly. "Every time I want to do something you don't like doesn't mean its Beth's doing. I'm doing what I want to do." He added as he ate his sandwich.
"Till she came along you had no problem spending time in the woods after dark." Merle said. "You scared she's warming your bed with someone else?"
"She wouldn't do that." Daryl said. "Why don't you like her?"
"What's to like? She's changing you." Merle said turning back and heading back out into the woods. Daryl stood behind him for a second or two before following him, vowing not to be more than an hour or two longer. He couldn't help but notice the smirk on Merle's face when he caught up, a smirk that meant he thought Daryl agreed with him, that Beth was changing him.
"She ain't changing me." Daryl said softly and stubbornly as they tracked what Daryl was pretty sure was a medium sized deer.
"That why you aren't leaving with me to go work on the rigs?" Merle asked. "That why you have Internet, air conditioning, a hair cut? Those pants look like they were hemmed." Daryl looked down, his pants were hemmed; Beth had done it for him. It beat walking around on his cuffs; it was like the pants were made for him now. She had a little to do with him not wanting to leave for 4 months to work on an oil rig too, that and he was making good money with benefits with Abraham.
"It's not like I never got a hair cut before her." Daryl mumbled before holding up his hand to indicate that they would have to be completely silent. Merle quietly followed, waiting for Daryl to give him the go ahead to talk. Daryl crouched down and aimed his bow, firing off a bolt into the neck of a deer. He rushed forward and made sure it was out of its miser before turning, knowing Merle had more to say.
"Why are you making me go to the coast alone then?" Merle asked.
"I got a job. It pays me well, week ends off." Daryl said. "I got a girl that wouldn't want to leave her family for 4 months either."
"Oh my God, if we go on vacation you're bringing her?" Merle demanded turning to stare as Daryl hoisted the deer over his shoulders.
"Yeah." Daryl said. Merle tossed the rope holding their other critters at him and took off into the woods. Daryl sighed and turned back towards his place, struggling with the animals, his pack and his bow. His house was pretty dark when he walked up, Beth had left the garage light on and their bedroom light was on so he was pretty sure she was waiting up for him. He wasn't sure if it was cause she was just no tired yet, she was just being nice, if she was just still afraid or if her 6th sense had kicked in and she some how knew he had a rough night with Merle. Daryl went to work gutting and hanging his kills and cleaning up with the hose before making his way to the house. He smiled at the plate of cookies and sweets on the table and picked up the sheet of paper that was beside it. "Thought you and Merle might be hungry, milk in the fridge." Beth. Daryl crumpled the paper, even more upset with his brother. He shoved a cookie in his mouth and moved on to the bedroom. "Hey." He said softly, stopping and moving quietly when he realized that Beth had fallen asleep reading a book, wearing one of his button downs. Daryl took the book from on top of her chest with a smile and laid a knit blanket over her before making his way to the bathroom and cleaning up. She had more pajamas then he had clothes and she still wore something of his twice a week or more. He started to climb into bed with Beth once he was done, trying not to wake her, but she jumped and shoved at him. Daryl cursed himself quietly. "Hey, it's ok, it's me." He said holding his hands up. Beth tried catching her breath and let Daryl pull her closer. He took advantage of her being upright to pull down the blankets.
"I'm sorry." Beth said letting him guide her under the blankets. "I was awake and then I must have fell asleep. I didn't hear you and Merle come in." She added settling back down and waiting to roll and place her face against Daryl's chest. "He was real quiet this time." She added with a yawn. "You found the cookies right?"
"Yeah, I ate one as soon as I saw 'em." Daryl said. "Merle didn't come back with me."
"Why?" Beth asked sitting up. "Did he have plans?"
"He must have. Come on, go back to sleep." Daryl said pulling her back down and smoothing her hair back. He kissed the side of her head and ran his thumbnail up and down her spine till her heart rate returned to normal and she was sleeping against him. He hoped she'd be able to work through what had happened to her at the diner soon, maybe if they caught the guy he thought finally falling into an exhausted sleep.
He woke a few hours later to Beth placing kisses along his neck. "I would have been waiting up for you if I had known Merle wasn't coming back." Beth said lifting her hips and tugging on her panties. Daryl reached down and finished pulling them off and tossed them somewhere on the bed. Beth smiled at him as she leaned over him and kissed him. "You aren't heading out early are you?" She asked holding herself up while he unbuttoned the shirt.
"I don't know yet. We hadn't planned one way or another." Daryl said grabbing her hips on rolling on top of her. "I doubt he makes it here before 2pm if he comes at all." Daryl added kissing her neck. His scruff scrapped along her skin, making her squirm. "Quit wiggling." Daryl said grabbing her hands and stopping her from pulling off the shirt he had thrown on to sleep in. he placed her hands on her chest and grabbed her behind the knees and settled on his stomach and kissed along her thighs. Beth tried lifting her hips towards his mouth so Daryl dropped her feet over his shoulders and held her down as he softly kissed at her. He sucked over her outer lips and slid his hands over her on her breasts and squeezed them softly. Beth continued to play with her breasts and whimpered as Daryl brought his hands back down and spread her open. "You're soaking my face." Daryl said before burying his face in her as he licked from her opening, dragging his tongue up and circling her clit.
"It's your fault." She teased back. "I can't help it." Daryl smirked against her and sucked anywhere but where she wanted him to, content to tease her. A loud banging and a slew of curse words from their porch had Beth sitting up and pulling her shirt closed. "Daryl someone's trying to break in!" She said clutching at him as he sat up. Daryl tucked his hard on into his waistband and stood beside the bed and pushed her back down.
"Don't cry and don't move. Its just Merle." Daryl said wiping his face off on her panties. Beth blushed and started to get under the covers but Daryl pulled them back and spread her legs, tugging one of her hands down and placing it between her thighs. "Keep yourself warmed up, I'll only be a minute or two." Beth looked a t him uncertainly. "Mind me girl." Daryl teased walking out their bedroom door and closing it behind him. "Jesus man you scared Beth." Daryl said as he unlocked the door and let Merle in. "What the fuck?" He asked looking over his brother.
"God Damn porcupine quilled me. Sugar Tits get out here! I need medical attention." Merle screamed. He looked down the hall expecting to see Beth making her way out. "She go back to sleep?" Daryl shook his head and turned Merle's arm to get a better look.
"It's going to hurt when I pull these out." He commented. "Beth, it's alright, its just Merle. I need your help." Daryl called over his shoulder. "Bring the first aid kit." Daryl turned back and tried to pull one of the quills out.
"Hey fuck off!" Merle said pulling his arm away. "I need to me a lot drunker before you start." He said pulling his flask out and draining the last little bit. Both men looked up as Beth made her way into the kitchen with the first aid kit. She had thrown on a housecoat over the shit that she had buttoned up. Daryl wondered if she was wearing panties. He could smell her but he wasn't sure if it was off his beard or not and he was glad Merle was on his way to drunk. Beth took one look at Merle's arm and went over to Daryl's toolbox and pulled out his needle nose pliers and grabbed her eyeglasses from her purse. "Before you sit that tiny ass down I'll be needing another drink." Merle said holding on to the chair she tried to pull out.
"We only have beer or peach schnapps." Beth said grabbing an alcohol wipe and rubbing down the pliers.
"Then pour me some of the hard stuff." Merle said annoyed. "Why the fuck do you have schnapps in the house?" he asked Daryl.
"She bought it, didn't know it was terrible." Daryl said. Beth set the bottle and a glass in front of Merle and grabbed his arm with more force than Merle thought she had. She poured some rubbing alcohol on the quills embedded in his arm causing him to hiss.
"Don't be a baby." Beth said pulling a chair out. "Daryl I need more light." Beth said carefully examining the quills. "They don't look too deep. I'd feel better if you had a professional take these out, just incase one hit a vein."
"I'm not paying some uppity doctor to pull them out and bandage me up." Merle said drinking straight from the bottle.
"Be nicer to me." Beth said just as Daryl was fixing to tell him the same thing. "I'm doing you a favor. You scared me tonight. I know you know about what happened to me at work." She said grabbing the pliers and opening gauze so it was ready incase.
"I know you flirted with a guy as you were closing and he made a move." Merle said. Beth slapped him on the arm by the quills. "Ouch, fuck woman that hurt!" Merle said.
"She wasn't flirting!" Daryl said. Beth set the pliers back down and folded her arms over her chest.
"Oh come on!" Merle said. "I know you helped your daddy out all the time and you've had to have removed quills before."
"A few times, from a horse, two dogs and Maggie." Beth said sitting back. "Apologize. I was not flirting. He attacked me and was going to rape me. I can't even go into the diner to eat anymore." Beth said.
"Right so you're a stay at home girlfriend now." Merle said mocking her. Daryl reached over and smacked Merle in the mouth. "Hey!" He screamed.
"I don't want her working anymore." Daryl said taking Beth by the arm and lifting her from her chair. He pushed her towards the hall. "Go back to bed." He said picking up the pliers. "I'll take care of this." He said apologetically.
"Are you sure?" Beth asked ignoring Merle. Daryl nodded towards the hall. Beth pushed the plate of cookies closer to Merle and left the two men in the kitchen. "You've got to back off. I can't have you treating her like that. I can't be having you over if this is how you're going to be."
"I can't be myself in my own brother's house?" Merle asked wincing when Daryl pulled out the first quill.
"It's her house now too. What kind of man would I be if I let you treat her like shit? I'd be just like him, how he treated mom." Daryl said wiping at Merle's arm with the gauze. "You know I don't got to choose between the two of you right? She's not going to tell me I can't see you whenever we want."
"They all say that. Next thing you know your own brother is threatening to throw you out of his house over a piece of tail." Merle said sarcastically. Daryl yanked 2 quills out quickly. "Mother Fucker!" Merle screamed.
"Keep it down." Daryl said dabbing at his arm again, making sure he wasn't bleeding profusely from any of the puncture wounds. "Look man, I love her and I am not too keen on you driving her away." He added pulling the last few out. He added some more disinfectant to Merle's wound before wrapping it up. "Get used to her being around or I'll see you around." Daryl said standing up. "You staying the night? Beth bought the expensive bacon when she thought she'd be making you breakfast."
"The fuck is expensive bacon?" Merle asked. "I don't think I should try and drive home."
"I don't know, you're our first "breakfast guest" since she moved in." Daryl said making his way back to the bedroom. Beth made her way out before he could make it in. "Where are you going?" He asked watching as she made her way down towards the room Merle used with pillows and more blankets.
"Daryl he's our first overnight guest." Beth said tossing the linens in Merle's face and stomping back down the hall. "I don't want that jack ass to be uncomfortable." She said sincerely letting him shut their bedroom door before she pulled off her robe. "He likes hash browns and scrambled eggs right?" She asked letting him pull her back to bed.
"The man was hunting a porcupine Beth. He'll love whatever you make." Daryl said amused that she was worried about Merle. "You aught to let him starve."
"I don't want me and your brothers relationship hurting you." Beth said settling against him. "I just won't let him have any of the homemade jams." Beth said. Daryl laughed into the side of her head and rolled back on top of her.
"Where were we?" He asked reaching under her shirt and running his fingers against her.
"Daryl we can't." Beth said catching his hand and winding her fingers through his as he kissed her jawline. "I can't be quiet."
"Shower?" Daryl asked working her shirt open again. Beth nodded and pulled at his clothes.
"Yeah, ok. I mean he doesn't deserve a complete nights rest." Beth said breathlessly once Daryl lowered his face to her breast and sucked. She wrapped her legs tightly around him and let him stand up carrying her. "Maybe the wall." She said not wanting to wait once he let his fingers trail over her as he cupped her thighs to hold her up. "Just put me down on the dresser." Daryl laughed and set her down. She kicked at his sweats till they pooled around his feet. Daryl tugged her to the edge of the dresser and slide into her. He started to move, moaning when he realized that even light thrusts slammed the dresser into the wall. "I don't care keep going." Beth whined holding tightly to the side when he tried to lift her. "More!" She whispered against his mouth.
"Should have just stayed in bed." Daryl said over the racket of the dresser slamming into the wall. Beth hummed and grabbed the back of his neck as he lifted her up. He carefully stepped out of his pants and laid her on the foot of the bed. "We need a taller bed." Daryl said looking down and realizing he would not be able to thrust into her without basically being in a full squat or widely spreading his legs. He stretched out on top of her, smiling when she pulled her knees back as he settled between her legs. He pushed his dick down and into her hand that was waiting to guide him in. Beth pulled him down and sucked at his lips till he opened his mouth and let her tongue in.
"Oh!" Beth moaned out loudly once Daryl grabbed her chest and propped himself up to thrust. "Just like that!" Beth cried out reaching back to hold on to their headboard. Daryl propped himself on one forearm and reached between them to pull and rub at her clit.
"Come on baby." He said kissing her softly. "You come all over my fucking cock." He whispered into her ear. Beth whined loudly and arched into him and his fingers. Daryl sat up on his knees and grabbed her hips and continued to thrust. Beth angled herself into his lap and pushed him on his back riding him hard till they both came loudly. Beth snuggled down on top of him, nuzzling into his neck. Daryl scooted back till they were at the head of the bed. Beth reached behind and hauled the blankets over them.
"Did something happen while you were out hunting?" she asked softly.
"Nothing important." Daryl said. "Said what needed to be said."
"You don't have to chose me over Merle. I'm not going to come between the two of you. I love you too much." Beth said.
"I know, that's why I'd choose you. He knows that now. It's up to him." Daryl said holding his finger to her lips. "He's dumb but he ain't stupid. He'll be better now."