Prompt: After Terminus both Beth and Daryl are too shy/scared to admit that they like each other so they stay "friends". Only the whole group knows what is going on between them and decide to play matchmaker.

Matchmaker

Beth bit her lip as she walked towards Daryl's tent. Things had happened to them after the fall of the prison. She wanted to say it was love, but at the same time she didn't want to assume anything. It was horrible. Every time she looked at him she got these pains in her chest and they were driving her crazy. She was afraid that one night it was going to build up to exponential proportions and she was going to jump him by the fire. "Daryl?" she called out, her hand on the zipper. She didn't want to just walk in on him. When she didn't get an answer she walked inside and started to collect his dirty clothes. Luckily for her it was her turn for laundry duty which meant she would be down by the river all day and wouldn't have to look at him, or talk to him.

…

Daryl watched her from across the camp collect the clothes from his tent. He hated it when she was on laundry duty. It meant she'd be down by the river and she refused to take anyone with her to watch her back. It was stupid for her to be off by herself, but it was equally stupid for him to worry like he was. She could take care of herself, she proved that while they'd been on the road together. Something else had happened out there though. Every time he looked at her now he just wanted to grab her and kiss her. He wouldn't though. He would just deal with the pain in his chest every time he looked at her. "You need someone?" he asked as she past him.

She stopped, blushed, and looked at him. "Uhm no, I can manage." He watched her walk off and had to fist his hands. God he wanted her.

…

Glenn watched the scene between Beth and Daryl before she made her way down to the river to wash everyone's clothes. They all knew that something was going on between them; or rather they knew something should be going on between them but they were both being stupid about it. He sighed and looked at Maggie. "I think you should go talk to Beth."

Maggie looked up at him from her gun she was loading. "Why?"

Glenn sighed and looked over at Daryl again who was basically sulking. "Because if they don't do something about the sexual tension they're going to start fighting and that's just going to make life miserable."

Maggie sighed and looked in Beth's general direction. She smirked and Glenn was slightly afraid. He knew Maggie well enough to know that was her evil smirk. "I have an idea."

…

"Why couldn't you just take care of it?" Daryl asked as he followed Glenn to the small shack they had managed to build to keep extra supplies. It wasn't big enough for more than two people, but it worked well enough for its purposes. Apparently a raccoon had gotten in there and it was Daryl's job to take care of it.

"I don't want rabies," Glenn answered as he opened the door. Daryl looked around but he honestly didn't see anything, at least not until Glenn pushed him inside and closed the door, locking it behind him.

"Glenn? What the fuck are you doing?" he demanded. "Open the damn door."

"Sorry bro," Glenn called before walking away. Daryl ran a hand through his hair and looked around. They were up to something and he didn't like where this was going. Especially ten minutes later when he heard Beth's voice, asking the same question he did. Glenn fed her some bullshit lie about needing to toughen her up before the door was open she was quickly thrown inside and the door closed and relocked. Daryl caught her against his chest and looked down at her.

"Here's the deal," Maggie's voice said from outside. "You two are going to stay in there until you work out whatever bullshit you got going on."

Beth stared up at him as they walked away. "They're kidding, right?"

He sighed and released her. "I don't think so." He rested his body against the wall and crossed his arms as he leaned against the door and stared at the ground.

It was quiet between them for the longest time. Neither one of them knew what to say; until Beth blurted out, "I love you." Daryl's head snapped up and he stared at her. "I do." She bit her lip and blushed, looking at the ground. "I know it's probably stupid because you don't…but I do."

He leaned over and grabbed her hand pulling her into him. He turned them around and slammed her against the wall, the gasp she breathed out as she stared up at him going straight to his dick. He bent his head and kissed her hard. She moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around him, kissing back as she pressed up against him. "You're mine. Understand?" he demanded. She nodded her head as the door opened.

"Alright, no fucking in here, we keep guns and food in here." Glenn smirked, standing out of the way so Beth and Daryl could walk out. "Pleasure doing business with you."