Laziness
Beth smiled as Daryl played with her hair. They were hiding away in the bed of one of the trucks they'd picked up. It was a gorgeous day, the sun was out and shinning, but it wasn't terribly hot, there was a nice breeze going. She leaned up on her elbow and looked down at him, blocking the sun from his eyes. "Hmm?" She just shook her head and bent down, smoothing her hair behind her ear as she kissed him. He ran his hands up her arms to her shoulders and down her back, pulling her on top of him. Beth giggled and cupped his face, loving the way his beard scratched her skin. The kiss was slow, lazy, a gentle mesh of their lips as their hands slowly caressed skin and hair.
Beth slowly settled back down beside him, laying her head on his chest. Daryl pulled his fingers through her hair, freshly brushed without tangles, and spread it over his chest. She didn't know why, but he loved playing with her hair. He didn't talk much, he never had, but he didn't really need to in order to get his emotions across. Beth knew he loved her, and she loved him, especially when he kissed her hair and sighed contently. They spent hours there, just enjoying each other and the somewhat of a day off. They would have to get back to work eventually, go back to their chores, back the reality that they were living in, but for those few slow, sweet hours, they had each other and that's all there was, just the two of them in the back of a truck.