I've been having problems with my internet. I don't know how long I'll have it for before it goes out again. So while I've got it I'm going to post what I can. I don't know how long this is going to last, so if I'm not very active that's why.
Mistletoe
Beth gasped when she rounded the corner and ran into Daryl's chest. She had just put Judith to bed and was on her way back to the Christmas party they were having. She blushed, looking up at him. "Sorry," she whispered.
He shook his head. "S'fine, you okay?"
Beth didn't get the chance to answer because Glenn whistled, clapping his hands. "You two have to kiss."
"What are you talkin' about?" Daryl asked, looking up at Glenn who was clearly drunk.
Maggie giggled. "You're under the mistletoe," she said pointing above their heads.
Beth's blush deepened as she and Daryl looked above them at the plant hanging from the door frame. She looked at Daryl as he swore quietly. He was blushing too, fidgeting awkwardly on his feet. "You don't have to," she whispered, looking down at the space between their feet.
"Shut up." Daryl cupped the back of her head, using his thumb to tip her head up and kissed her. Neither one of them heard the catcalls coming from the others as he kissed her. Beth's tummy was full of butterflies as her hands slowly ran up his chest. He pulled away slowly and looked down at her, smirking. "Merry Christmas, Beth," he whispered before walking towards his cell.