"You really do need to take a shower Daryl." Beth leaned against the porch railing as she surveyed him, his overgrown hair flopping down into his eyes as he looked up from the arrows he was shaping to glare at her.

"Not you too." he grumbled causing Beth to smile at him fondly. She knew that the others had been picking on him for days to take a shower and while she did not agree with their antics (Abraham had threatened to dump water on him in his sleep) she was beginning to agree with their point.

Beth knew why he wasn't showering of course, it was safer when you were out there beyond the walls to be dirty. The more grime and blood on you the less likely the walkers were to smell you and recognize you as human. But they weren't out among the walkers now. They had been in Alexandria for nearly two weeks and by some miracle it truly was what it seemed. It really was safe here and Beth was beginning to think that Daryl not showering was some kind of sign that he still did not truly feel as if he belonged there. But if he didn't belong neither did she.

They were a pair after all, a matched set despite all their differences. They rounded out each others flaws until they were the perfect team. That was how Beth knew that if she was ever going to get Daryl to understand that they could not just survive there but truly have lives in Alexandria, she needed to get him to shower first. (Plus sleeping next to him at night when they both stank was one thing but when it was just him it was a whole other story.)

"I just think that it's time. You don't have to go outside the walls for a few more days so..." Beth trailed off into silence before sighing as Daryl's glare did not lessen. "You could take a shower if you wanted."

Daryl rolled his eyes at her clearly fed up with his bodily hygiene being their topic of conversation."Come over here and make me." He grunted almost mockingly before turning away from her to look back at his arrows. Beth's eyebrows rose at his words but she couldn't honestly tell if Daryl had even realized the suggestive nature of his statement.

"Okay." she agreed, grinning as Daryl looked up at her with his glare replaced by a look of confusion.

"What?" Daryl finally mumbled, making Beth's grin only stretched wider.

Feeling suddenly bold Beth shrugged before stepping forward and pulling the half formed arrow from his hands. Daryl looked at it briefly before looking back at Beth, his eyes widening in surprise as she leaned down to whisper in his ear, "I'll make you."

She didn't say another word as she turned to walk inside the house but she heard Daryl's footsteps following after her quickly.