STRANDED PT 6
They were moving their group from the outside area of the farmhouse to the inside and somehow, under the guise that Daryl and Lana were together and married, they wound up sharing a room on the second floor. What shocked Lana was that Daryl didn't grumble all that much about it or immediately try to switch rooms. And Lana figured she probably should've, but the thought of not being near him just never occurred to her, she'd gotten that used to sharing the truck's seat or an air mattress in the bed of the truck with him since that day they'd had to leave the campground; a day that now seemed like lifetimes ago.
"You're okay with this, right?"
Daryl shrugged and then said quietly, "Won't be any different than sharin an air mattress or the seat in the truck." as he asked Lana, "If yer not okay... I can switch with one of the girls or somethin."
"No, no... I'm completely fine with it." Lana said the words quickly, a fact that she didn't see, but it made Daryl smile to himself a little and then promptly turn and swear a little under his breath when he realized that she was slipping her t shirt up and over her head and wiggling out of her jeans and that naturally, he was standing near a mirror so even if her covered his eyes he was still going to see something if he didn't close them. And before he realized it, he was sort of covering his eyes while covertly watching her, all the while kicking himself because the move was one Merle would make and not his style at all...
But her body was definitely a pleasant sight for his eyes to see. He coughed a little and Lana slid on a t shirt quickly, not thinking until after she'd slid it on... It belonged to Daryl. She'd mixed their clothing up in the hurry to move their things into the house earlier and it had been shoved down in her bag and not thinking, she'd grabbed the first shirt she saw, his plaid sleeveless one that he wore often.
Before he realized he'd done it, he blurted out, "Not bad." and Lana's entire body turned red under his gaze. She licked her lips, she found herself standing close enough all of a sudden to brush their bodies together with the slightest move. Glenn cleared his throat from the door and then announced with a smirk mostly aimed at Daryl, "Food is ready. If I were you, I'd hurry."
"We'll be down." Daryl grumbled, moving to slide the pocket door to the bedroom they were in shut and leaning on it as he stared at Lana for a few minutes.. "We need to talk." he muttered as Lana nodded and found herself moving towards him as if on autopilot. Daryl coughed a little bit, not sure how to bring up the subjects he felt honestly needed to be discussed because he lacked a certain grace and finesse those types of things.. Lana nodded as she stopped in front of him and said quietly, "But if we talk about it, Daryl, there's no promise you're going to like what I say. You said it yourself a while back, you're not the good guy, you're not a settle down kind."
"Yeah, well, I also said I wasn't ever gonna let a woman get to me, either." Daryl grumbled, crossing his arms as he looked at Lana standing there in his shirt, thought about her lips against his and how good it felt, how it managed to send this rush through his body like a high voltage electric shock. How he slept better whenever he had her body pressed as tightly as they could manage and her legs intertwined with his... The whole thing that he'd never in a thousand years ever thought would work, that he'd thought was just a phase to get herself distance from Shane Walsh was starting to be as natural as breathing and he wasn't stupid, he could tell that he wasn't the only one feeling it.
"I've gotten to you, huh?" Lana mumbled, leaning against him a little, her heart racing as soon as he'd said the words just then. It wasn't an I love you, but it wasn't not an I love you, either. And she knew Daryl well enough by now to know that he'd take forever before he was able to say the words. He'd had a rough life.
He wasn't good at these things.
But Lana didn't honestly care. She wanted him, exactly like this, flaws and all.
"I didn't stutter, did I?" Daryl asked, giving a grumpy look as his hand reached out, smoothed her hair back out of her eyes. The way it fell against her face, it made him think of an angel with darker hair. He snickered a little and then said quietly, "We can tell it's ta end o ta world... Somebody's roots are showin."
"oh you are such a butthole." Lana poked her tongue out as Daryl leaned in and said calmly, "One day, woman.. yer gon stick that tongue out..." eying her lips intently as he spoke. Lana smirked and dropped her defenses for a moment as she asked with a shrug, "And?"
Daryl shrugged but when she did it again, sticking her tongue out, he nipped lightly at her lower lip, sucking. Lana shivered a little, it definitely did things to her, when Daryl kissed her. The gesture sort of ignited a spark and he'd pressed her against the wall near the door when the door was knocked on again, this time it was Carl, wondering if she were okay, and if she were going to come down and eat with him.
Lana caught her breath and Daryl leaned down, his forehead meeting hers as he said quietly, "Feeling okay?"
"Feeling fantastic, Dixon."
"I'm gon move somethin in front of that door, I swear to God." Daryl grumbled when he thought Lana didn't hear him. Lana smiled to herself as she dug around, found another shirt - a lace trimmed spaghetti strap, her favorite red one- and a pair of her silky black and red pajama bottoms. Daryl turned his head again and took a few deep breaths, because Lana hadn't been the only one affected by the little impromptu make out just now, he'd definitely been affected.
And they'd managed to not talk about a damn thing, yet again. Sooner or later though, Daryl promised himself, they were going to talk about this thing happening between them. One way or another. it all went to hell for him when his eyes settled on her plump pink lips or the scent of her perfume filled his nose,sweet and distracting, or she'd get too close to him... Everything he wanted to say, it went right out the window... Maybe that was a sign that he needed to stop trying so hard to find a reason for this to end sooner or later. To just enjoy everything happening between them for what it was, the simplicity of it, the good feeling he got whenever he was with her as opposed to all the shitty feelings he got before he'd known her.
Things just felt better now, more natural, happier, and hell, even easier...
CAVEAT LECTOR:
Another chapter posted and I am seriously beyond amazed at this point because I now have 35 reviews 46 favorites and 71 follows. And a special thanks to everyone who's favorited and followed and left reveiws because they mean the world to me and they keep me encouraged.
Okay, so this chapter turned out to be sort of hot but fluffy... I was kind of feeling frisky. But I kept myself from going all the way there. And there are still big things on the horizon for these two.
