This one is really short but its cute. I like it, hope you do too. Aaannd we're back to alliterated titles.
Beth Greene had never been good at keeping secrets, so she was infinitely more proud of herself that she'd managed to keep this one from Daryl for so long. Unfortunately for her, as Daryl stood behind her in their little kitchen he ghosted his hands over her stomach and hips and she couldn't stop the giggle that bubbled over. Beth could imagine the smirk on his face as he did it again, drawing the another burst of laughter from her.
"Daryl, please, I'm trying to cook!" She protested as he repeated the action a third time.
"Why didn't you tell me you're so ticklish?" Daryl asked, pressing up against her from behind.
"Because I knew you'd use it against me!" Beth said with a laugh as he ran his fingers once again over her stomach and hips. "Daryl!"
"I never use anything against you." Daryl said amused and Beth wriggled in his arms.
"Yeah, you do!" She objected while she switched the burner off and pushed the pan back on the stove before turning to face him.
"Oh yeah? Like what?" He challenged raising one eyebrow in the way he knew she thought was adorable because she'd told him once.
"Like that. That eyebrow thing. And you always kiss my neck when you want my attention but I am busy ignoring you. So I just know you'll torture me with this!" Beth told him matter-of-factly.
"Didn't know ticklin' was torture, Greene." He smirked and tickled her again causing her to squeal and laugh.
"Daryl, stop!" She laughed pushing his hands away from her sides, only to have them return quickly. Beth freed herself from his hold and scrambled her way into the living room putting the couch between the two of them. The way Daryl stalked forwards similar to the way she'd watched him stalking his prey in the woods had her stomach doing flips.
She wasn't sure what happened, but soon enough she was pinned between him and the couch, kissing him with everything she had. The timer on the stove beeped somewhere in her head, but Beth couldn't pay any mind to it. She couldn't help but think maybe it wasn't so bad Daryl found out she was ticklish if all their tickle fights ended with them pressed up against one another this way.