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Chapter 7: Happiness
The night was slow, and Daryl and Maggie were still asleep for 3 hours. They were both obviously too tired and comfortable to get up, especially since their body heat and the human touch was so spectacular. Getting up would be the worst decision, facing the cold and not being alone together with a friend. Daryl and Maggie wouldn't stir. They held each other tight, her arms around his waist absorbing more heat than him. She didn't really need a bed when she had a big strong man holding her and have her sinking in him. And for him, he loved to be pressed against her soft and warm little body that felt great against his. At one point he could feel her breast against rib cage, and that was so soft. Her thighs almost on top of his own, close to sitting on his lap
Her pressing against him every now and then in the middle of the got him a bit hard. He really enjoyed the feel of her in his arms more and mostly
Every couple of hours, they would be mumbling things in their sleep. Sleep talking. They were that exhausted. "Mmm.. The front" she whispered. "Uhh shut up" He answered in his classic Dixon rude attitude. They would drift back into sleep.
There would be some tossing and turning, and Daryl would have had enough of it. "Stop squirming around, ya' lil' damn weasel". Maggie snarled in her sleep obviously cranky and slapped the center of his chest. She then rested her hand firmly on it, feeling his chest soothingly and he sunk back into her embrace.
The sun was still about 2 hours from showing, and Maggie kept feeling Daryl's upper body. "'Top it" He chuckled tickled lightly, and she pulled away huffing in a negative tone. She slowly made a gap by accident when leaning away from him. He gripped her upset arms and pulled her more than tightly against his chest, and she smiled into his chest. He had a clear smell of her hair again, and he put her in her same position, squeezing her tight comfortably.
They remained like that for the rest of the night, and it was so out of character for Daryl. He was holding her extra tight against her, the man who would kick your ass if you didn't keep a foot or 5 away from him. Maybe that's why everyone was suspicious and said they knew he had feelings for her.
Maggie was so happy with how she chose to spend the night. Being in his arms reassured her that everything was gonna be more than okay. He made her feel like she was inside of a shield. Anything that tries to get to her had Daryl to deal with first. And it would take at least an army to get through him. He was a man of honor and strength. He would never slip that up, not for the group, his family, for Sophia. For Rick. Especially for Maggie.
The sun wasn't quite up, it was 6 and a bit gloomy. An overcasting weather for rain or snow, and his showers would need to now be in the house. Daryl's eyes cracked open, they both had been the first to sleep. They would obviously wake up first, and he stood up. In the process of his yawn, Maggie grabbed his waist back. He almost crashed into her but stayed steady. She tried to grab warmth back but he had to get up. "Maggie, gotta get up and shower. Get ready for today" he explained. She groaned and disapproved, gripping his pelvis. Digging her face into his waist. He slowly unwrapped her arms and squeezed her arms leaving. He went up to shower as everyone was asleep, then head back to his camp.
Maggie got up 5 minutes after Daryl left due to the freezing weather down there. She went up to her tidy and empty room. She grabbed up skin tight blue jeans and a green t shirt a bit on the darker side. She made her way to the bathroom and locked the door behind her.
Daryl stepped out of the shower 20 minutes later and grabbed his ripped baggy blue jeans and his classic winged vest. It really showed off his muscles.
Daryl walked outside and a cold breeze slapped his arms, and he shrieked running back inside. He grabbed a cotton long sleeved blue collared shirt, and put it under his vest. He went outside nonchalantly like he'd never shrieked like a lil' girl and made his way over to his tent. He sat on the outside right by the zip grabbing his crossbow, cloth, wood, and his knife. He began cleaning up his bow with the cloth.
Maggie finished up and brushed down her hair, then throwing on a small tight white cotton jacket. She stepped down to the kitchen boiling water for coffee and bringing out the contents. She saw Daryl and decided since no one was up she spend her time with him again.
She approached him as he started sharpening the wood, obviously making more arrows. 'Smart' she thought. "Hey Daryl, want some coffee?" She asked also for company basically. "Haven't had that shit in a while. Sure why not" he thanked returning back to his work. "How do you like it?" He forgot it had been a while. "Eh can't remember anymore.. You can make it however you wanna" he replied. "Surprise me" he added. She laughed at his beautiful smirk and went inside.
After a couple of minutes of Maggie concentrating on her work with Daryl's coffee, she went out with both on a tray and sitting on the porch. He had finished his work and heard her call so he walked up slowly to her and smiled. He muttered a small 'thank ya' and she smiled widely at him."Did Daryl Dixon just say that?" She laughed. "A little louder?" She asked humorously. "Screw ya'" he mentioned. "Go ahead" she said leaning back. He tensed immediately and accidentally slurped his coffee. She laughed a whirlwind and sat up taking a sip of her own. "Did I mention this tastes amazin?" He asked wide eyed. "No but you're welcome" she stated.
"Was thinkin'.. Rick's gon' need my help for that lil' asshole and we gotta make groups for the search. If ya' wanna stick with me today for it, ya' can ask your dad." He told. She was happy he was fond of having her around. "Of course! I'd love to! She said giddy.
They finished the rest of their coffee in peace, listening to the soothing sound of nature. He without speaking, introduced her to how he lived. She loved it, he was so calm and relaxed. She could tell he didn't wanna do the things he did, and wanted to love this group but he'd been through too much. That hurt her, but soon was happy staring at him in this state. He was still very cozy and she was glad she could help. She knew how grateful he was. "So who was this guy you were talking about?" She folded her hands on her knees slowly sitting up on her chair. "Some Randall shit, said he went to yur' school" he added narrowing his eyes at her. "Yes, Randall Culver, the creepy pervert." There was a shiver in her voice.
"Why'd you do that?" He asked getting a bit angry. "What?" She asked throwing her hands up defensively. "You tensed, did he do anythin' ta any of ya'?" He demanded answers slowly standing looking at the barn. "No no Daryl sit down big guy. None of that ever happened. He had a crush on me and attempted rape on my best friend Sally" she said almost shaky. She missed her friends and what her life could've been. But with this she found the care in others, true family. And Daryl.
"He never got her right?" "No never! I called Shawn and he roughed him up a bit" she answered happily. "Good. I'll remember that when we have a talk alone" he said viciously staring at his knife. "Daryl.." She reached out and they both looked back. They saw that people were getting up. T-Dog Andrea and Patricia were in the kitchen cooking something up.
"Morning" Rick said to Daryl and Maggie. "Search today Rick" Daryl confirmed. "Of course, you wanna take Glenn and Andrea with you?" Rick asked receiving a no from Daryl and raised his eyebrows at him. "When Maggie gets permission from Hershel, I promised her to come with me, I'll take care and there's not space for larger groups" Rick couldn't lie, it was smart to bring in an extra on the search. "Alright" was all he said before walking off to the barn.
"So we got some time before we gotta go down" Daryl said. "Wanna eat something? Haven't eaten for like two days" Maggie whined holding her tummy. Daryl laughed "Yeah, let's see what they're cookin' up in there."
They made up classic chicken and waffles. Daryl and Maggie laughed their asses off looking at the three. "What?" Andrea asked for the three. "Nothin'" Daryl chuckled. "Somethin" Patricia countered, her hands on her hips. "Okay okay, we just thought we'd never see chicken and waffles ever again!" Maggie giggled then went into a fit of laughter.
"Fine I guess you don't want any" T-Dog grinned. Daryl and Maggie exchanged looks and barged through them to the food. They all slightly laughed and took equal portions. It didn't take long to finish for Daryl and Maggie and they left as soon as they greeted Carol Shane Dale and Otis coming down the kitchen.
Beth and Glenn still didn't show. They knew Hershel had a long hard night. But maybe Beth and Glenn's were too, in a different way. Maggie wasn't so sure how she felt about Glenn and her sister, but she wasn't gonna interrupt. She let them play out their lives and learn their own way.
Daryl led Maggie through the back doors and stopped by the well and hung out there. "Are Beth and Glenn exactly..?" Maggie wondered. "Yeah, I mean I think they're sorta together" Daryl tried. "I'm not sure if.." "Maggie" he cut her off. "Ya' can't ". She was at a complete loss."I know Daryl it's just, Beth is gonna make a big choice and is this it?" Daryl barely shot a smile before his straight face. "You can't blame them, I mean I for one think they're the lucky ones. Glenn's a good kid and you're sister is definitely somethin' more than kind. They love each other and they're happy. Happiness is something you'd be grateful to find in this world." Daryl cleared. Maggie just felt her heart explode. Daryl Dixon just said that? She didn't really know him in that light. She knew for sure. That now she fell in love with this man.
"Just like you will, I hope." He smiled putting a hand on her shoulder. She felt tears prick at her eyes. "Maggie, I.. I didn't mean ta'" he was cut off when she threw arms tightly around his neck, hugging him. He returned it by wrapping his one arm around her lower back and the other on the back of her head, rocking her. "Ya' know this is way past the touchy-feely zone wit' me right?" He asked her. She gave him a squeeze and pulled back.
"Thank you, Daryl" she said honestly and he shivered a bit. He grinned at her and bumped her arm and walked down the woods with her. He handed her his knife, when he noticed people heading in the search.
They continued to walk and talk like they were friends or something more. They didn't know they were the lucky ones. Because they found happiness.
Wow that was hard! I'm not sure when they start the whole relationship. Maybe when they move around more. This story will be going on for a long time so enjoy you Daggie/Maryl shipFull Daryl and Maggie chapter ahead.