Beth and Daryl have been holed up with each other for months. Frustration is starting to show as Daryl remains blissfully unaware Beth is having the exact same dirty thoughts about him as he’s having about her. One night Beth’s dream takes a physical turn and Daryl just can’t help joining in. Rated strong M for dirty Bethyl smutty thoughts.
why would you believe in fairytales when your life was one?
After they run from the fire and the moonshine shack, things are different. Beth isn’t sure what she wants to do. But then the sky opens up over them and she knows, and she’s going to make damn sure Daryl knows too.
“Anything’ll do?” he suggests. It isn’t bitterness. It’s empathy.
Life is good in the funeral home, friendship has become something much more, and Beth has gone a long way toward shaking Daryl of his initial shyness. But when he comes home from hunting to her own kind of ambush, she gets a lot more than she was expecting. Though maybe also exactly what she wanted.
“I got demons all around me,I hear them whisper in the night,trying to break me down but they ain’t got a prayer with this angel by my side.” Beth/Daryl on the run after the prison.
Daryl only works with his hands when there is something he can’t shake.
“She’s like a needle to a junky, she’s like whiskey to a drunk, she’s like poker to a gambler, she’s like a bullet in a gun, She’s in his blood, he can’t explain the rush When he gets with her, Might be the death of him, but he’s addicted, man, He can’t quit her.”
He couldn’t imagine her anywhere else.
Beth watches the group dynamics, while contemplating the meaning of life in the new world
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