Smile
He grinned when he saw her walking towards him, her blonde hair swinging around behind her as she crossed the camp, walking over and sitting on his lap by the fire. "Hey baby," she whispered, kissing him. He grin only grew.
"You know, I thought it'd been impossible," Rick stated, looking at him.
"What's that?" Glenn asked. Daryl glared, they were up to something.
"I think that was the, what, fifth smile I've seen from him today?" Rick smirked and looked at Glenn. "Must be a damn record. I think he might be sick."
Glenn snickered as they carried on; ignoring the death glares Daryl was giving them. "Maybe we should quarantine him, you know just to be safe."
Rick nodded. "I think you're right." He looked at Daryl. "Are you sick? Beth does he have a fever?"
Beth flipped them both off and kissed him. "Don't listen to them, I like your smile." He couldn't help it. His lips curled upwards.
"Six," Glenn called out from the other side of the fire. They were seriously asking for a beating.
He looked at them, his arm wrapping around Beth's waist, pulling her closer. "Ya'll are just jealous my woman loves me. Where are Michonne and Maggie?" he asked. That shut them both up. "Yeah, on guard duty because you both pissed them off this morning." He shook his head and kissed Beth. "Maybe you should be taking notes."