More than I Deserve
Daryl knew that living with him wasn't easy, every day he put her to the test, and every day he waited for her to finally say she'd had enough, pack up her things, and leave. The days when he'd had enough, enough of his shit ass job, enough of his coked up brother, enough of everything were the worst, but she was always there, standing her ground, telling him everything was going to be okay. She'd take his hand, lead him back to the bedroom, and she'd make slow love to him. She was more than he deserved, more than he should have ever had in his life.
Every time she wore a smile it fit her, he swore she invented it. She could brighten up a whole room with just a quirk of her lips. He was lying in bed when she walked in and smiled at him. He wanted to see her in nothing but that smile. "Come lay down," he whispered, watching her walk over to the bed. Daryl always too more than he was given, always made a mess of everything and took every damn thing he had for granted, including her. He would never understand why heaven sent him the angel in his arms. He would never be able to tell her what she mean to him, what she did for him, how she saved him. Beth was more than he would ever deserve.