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Bonded to you Pt.15

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Chapter: 15/17

Words: 3289 on Mondays

Summary: Daryl and reader had a something while they both stayed at the Sanctuary after the Saviours were defeated, a secret sort of relationship, that reader wanted to make something more. However, after Rick blows the bridge, Daryl leaves her without a word, unaware of her being pregnant with his child and it’s not after almost two years that Daryl finds out he has a child…and his anger at reader for not having told him before, rivals with reader’s anger at having being tossed aside as nothing by him those to years ago…will they be able to put aside their hurt feelings and resenment, for their kid? Will maybe be able to pick up their relationship again?

Dad Daryl, cute fluffy baby-toddler moments, angsty/awkward reader relationship.

You can find more chapters and Daryl fics in my masterlist.

Last chapter, reader got stomach sick and so Daryl went to their place to help around and keep an eye on their kid, reader and him share some moments together, talking...

The afternoon was spent on listening to Naia babbling to you what she had done at the park, and then Daryl reading to you both again the book that Carol had given Naia at the Kingdom. After a while, though, you felt something in your belly, and you were pretty sure those weren’t painful cramps but actually your stomach growling, and quite loudly, since Daryl noticed too.

“I think…I think I might be hungry?” You said, surprised, and Daryl smiled.

“That’s a good sign, yeah?”

“I think so…I hope! Damn, I’m starving!” You chuckled.

“I’m gonna bring you something.” Daryl rushed onto his feet. “Naia, stay here, okay sweetheart?”

Naia nodded, but as soon as Daryl was out of the room, she began walking towards your bed.

“No! Stop!” You said a little louder than you’d have wanted to, and Naia stopped but pouted. “Sorry, I’m sorry, darling, I’m sorry I yelled,” you rushed to apologize.

“Want mommy.”

“I know, darling, and I want it too, but I don’t want to make you sick, okay?” You explained again.

“Dog.” She pointed at the dog, who was at the feet of the bed.

“But Dog can’t get sick.” Could he? You hadn’t thought about it…you hoped he couldn’t. “I’ll tell Daryl to bring Siddiq tomorrow, and of he says I’m good then I’ll hold you and I won’t put you down for the whole day and night.” You honestly couldn’t wait. “Okay, darling?”

Naia nodded, but she seemed down, and it hurt you, but you didn’t know what else to do.

When Daryl came back with a bowl of stew, the sight and smell of it made your stomach growl even more, and you began to devour it. “Take it easy,” Daryl warned you, but he smiled looking at you eating, and you tried to slow down. He frowned looking at Naia, who still seemed a bit down, and he picked her up to sit on the chair with her on his lap. “Look, mom’s eating yeah? That means she’s better, and soon she’s gonna be good. Okay?” Naia looked at you and then at Daryl, and finally she smiled, nodding.

They stayed in your room for another hour, playing with the construction blocks and talking with you, until it was time for them to have dinner, Daryl offered to bring you more stew and dine with you, but you didn’t want to push your luck and you wanted to wait and see if you could hold down the one you had eaten.

“Alright…” Daryl walked closer to pick up the empty bowl and then he looked at you but didn’t say anything.

“What?”

“Nothing…” Daryl looked away, blushing, and you frowned, wondering what was going on. “I just…well, I uh…” He looked at Naia, who was talking with Dog as she showed him a construction block, then at you, then quickly away. “I..uh…I mean it, what I said…that I liked to be here…with Naia but uh…with you, too.”

Daryl didn’t give you time to say anything, already walking away and reaching his hand for Naia, telling her that they were going to have dinner and then go back up with mom, but you didn’t know what to say either. It was good that Daryl liked to spend time with you, yes, it was…too good, maybe, his words had made your heart flutter again, and there were twirls in your stomach that you were very sure weren’t due to neither sickness nor hunger.

You didn’t know what to think, though. Daryl could say that just because you both were friends, having managed to push past everything that had happened between you two, past all your wrong decisions, guilt, and anger, sure you both enjoyed each other company.

But…

But what if he might mean something else? What if he felt like you maybe, maybe felt, what if he maybe still had some feelings for you that weren’t only friendly…You felt divided, pulled into a million different thoughts and considerations. If that was the case, which you weren’t sure it was, you still thought that it might be not worth the risk to try something again, just to have it ending badly once more, this time it’d hurt Naia too…but what if it didn’t end badly? Another voice in your head asked, only to have another shushing it.

You groaned aloud, hiding your face in your hands. Probably you should stop overthinking stuff, you didn’t even know what Daryl meant, you weren’t even sure of your own feelings…were you?

Ugh.

This was a mess, you were a mess, your feelings were a mess, why everything had to be always a mess between Daryl and you…and yet, there they were, those stupid flutters in your heart and those damn twirls in your stomach. You tried to stomp on them… without much luck.

You were still a mess of weird feelings when Daryl and Naia came back to the room and your heart did a weird thing again before you controlled yourself and your silly reckless feelings.

They stayed there with you until it was time for Naia to sleep, and though she once again didn’t want to leave you, Daryl managed to convince her.

“Daryl?” You called for him before he left the room. “I like to spend time with you too.” You didn’t know why you said it, maybe you shouldn’t, but you knew it was true. And maybe…maybe the way in which Daryl smiled at your words made them worthy.

You tried to stop your million different trains of thoughts by focusing on Daryl’s voice as he read to Naia in the other room, though you couldn’t stop neither the thoughts nor the feelings, but you found yourself feeling a bit drowsy after a while. You were awake, though, when Daryl came back to check on you, and you noticed him at the threshold of the door.

“I’m awake,” you told him quietly before he left.

“You should be sleeping.”

“I’m trying.” You chuckled, Daryl could be worse than any nurse sometimes.

“You need something?” Daryl asked as he walked in.

“No, I’m good.”

“Sure you don’t want more stew?”

You considered it for a second but decided to wait and see how your stomach did. “No, I’m good.”

“Okay, but if you wake up hungry you tell me, okay?” Daryl told you and you nodded, even if you weren’t sure you’d feel like waking up Daryl if he was asleep. “Sure you don’t need anything?”

“Actually…” You chewed on your lip. “It’s embarrassing but could you walk with me to the bathroom? When I went before I was still weak on my legs…”

“Sure, come on.” Daryl nodded and walked closer to you, reaching out his hand and helping you up.”

“Woah…” You felt a bit dizzy as you got up and weak still as you tried to walk.

“Careful,” Daryl stopped your wobbling. “You sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, I’m sure I feel like this because of not eating, not because I’m sick.” You explained.

“Then maybe you should try to eat a bit…” Daryl seemed worried, and when you wobbled again he stopped you. “Wait, come here.” He wrapped an arm around you to hold you more firmly and you found your own arm wrapping around him almost as it own accord…you had all kind of feelings and twirls in your belly feeling Daryl holding you, leaning against his warm body, close like that…you tried to stop it, Daryl was just being kind and helpful, and helping you walk, and there you were thinking all kind of things that you shouldn’t.

“I got it from here,” you murmured once you both reached the door of the bathroom, embarrassed.

“Careful,” Daryl let go of you and you walked into the bathroom, supporting yourself with the wall and closing the door behind you. Once you were done and walked out, Daryl reached out to wrap his arm around you again, and you couldn’t help yourself from leaning into him.

It felt good, to be held by him, to felt his body against you, after all this time, no matter that you tried to ignore it.

“There you go.” Daryl walked you to the bed and helped you lower down, sitting down on the mattress as he made sure you were stable.

Daryl had his arms still around you waist, looking at you as he made sure you were alright while you held onto him, arms around his shoulders, not having let go of him quite yet as you looked at each other in silence, and that flash of feelings that you couldn’t get rid of seemed to go between you two again.

Daryl seemed to lean towards you, or maybe it was you who did it, but suddenly it seemed as if you two were closer, and then, before you could even realize what was going on, you were kissing. You thought it was Daryl who had kissed you, but maybe it had been you who kissed him, you weren’t sure, but you were too far gone to care, kissing him back as his hand cupped your cheek, butterflies flying in your belly…at least until you realized what were you doing and you went back to your senses, pulling back.

Daryl looked at you and you looked at him. “I thought…I…” He mumbled before looking away. “Sorry.” He muttered as he got up from the bed but you reached out, holding his arm out of instinct, trying to stop him from going away, knowing that he thought you were rejecting him, and maybe it would be better to let him think that, but you just couldn’t.

“Daryl, wait…I wanted to kiss you,” you admitted shyly, and Daryl looked at you, seeming confused. “But…it’s complicated…”

“How?”

“You know that you and I have history…”

Daryl shook his head, seeming frustrated. “No, just say what you think.”

“Okay…” You let out a sigh, trying to find words to explain that mess of feelings and thoughts that not even you understood, and you tugged at Daryl’s arm so he’d sit down on the bed again. “So…I think I have feelings for you again, or maybe they never went away, I don’t know…” You shrugged, chewing on your lip. “So maybe I’d want to, well, have something with you again, it seems I can’t stop thinking about it all the time…But it’s complicated, it’s not like before, we have a kid now.”

“Ain’t that more reason to be together?” Daryl asked, frown on his face.

“I…I guess…but if we try something and it doesn’t work, it’d hurt her, if we mess things between us, it’d affect her too, I know you don’t want that.”

“I don’t.” Daryl nodded. “But we’ve been taking care of her together all these months, I thought…dunno…” He shrugged, seeming shy. “Why we’d mess it?”

“It’s not like it went that well between us last time, it ended…badly…” You said weakly and Daryl let out a sigh, running a hand through his hair.

“I know the way I left you was wrong, I told you I know, I sorry, you know I am,” he said without looking up at you.

“I know…just…” You chewed on your lip, considering your next words, not sure of how Daryl might react. “Daryl, what was I for you, before?”

“What you mean?”

“I mean…” You felt shy to say it, but you forced yourself. “I loved you, you know it, right? I did…and what I always wondered is…did you love me? I know you liked to be with me, I know you cared for me, and it’s not like it wasn’t enough but…did you love me?”

Daryl seemed as shy and awkward as you had guessed he would, but he didn’t pull away from you, in fact he reached to hold your hand, and you felt his fingers twitching nervously. “I did… I know I ain’t…that I wasn’t good at saying or showing it, but I did. If I hadn’t, it wouldn’t have been so hard to leave, wouldn’t have been afraid of not being able to leave if I saw you first, talked to you, wouldn’t have had to run away from you as I did. But I loved you…and…and I don’t think I ever really stopped.”

You weren’t sure of what you were expecting, but Daryl’s words were more than what you were expecting anyway, it made you feel all those things that you had tried not to, that flutter in your heart, the butterflies in your belly, everything, and part of you felt like pulling him closer and kissing him again, but you didn’t.

“That’s…that’s good to hear…” You tried to follow your brain and not your heart, but you couldn't help the twirls in your belly at his words, the way in which your smile grew, giddy almost, and you bit your lip, trying to control your feelings. “But Daryl, I need to know what you want, I need you to be sure…do you want us to be together again, a relationship?

“You don’t?” Daryl asked, frown on his face.

“I…I shouldn’t, but I do, I can’t help it, I can’t help how I feel for you…” You admitted, shy. You had tried, but you couldn’t stop it, and you knew that you had longed for him even when your heart had been broken, and now all his words were making your heart beat like a wild horse, butterflies flying in your belly, and you couldn’t stop it even if you tried to be rational. “I always feel this connection with you and I just can’t stop it…”

“Ain’t like I can help it either…” Daryl muttered, a shy, small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, that adorable smile, and again you had to stop yourself from kissing him, there were still things to discuss.

“Daryl…I have all these feelings for you, and I want to be with you, I want us to be together again, if you’re sure that you want it, only if you really are sure,” you began to explain, fidgeting and feeling vulnerable. “Not only because of Naia, but because I don’t think I can take to have my heart broken again, I don’t think I could get over it again.”

“Ain’t gonna hurt you again,” Daryl said quietly, still seeming shy, but he squeezed your hand and laced his fingers with yours. “I won’t, I promise. I never wanted to, I just…you know…and I’m sorry…”

“I know…okay.” You nodded, you trusted that Daryl wouldn’t hurt you on purpose, however, you weren’t sure he wouldn’t hurt you again without meaning to, but you wondered if maybe that was a risk you were willing to take. “But Daryl, I can’t have what we had before, not like that. We never…well, never were official, nobody knew, it was like we hid it from everyone, it didn’t feel like we had a real relationship, we were together but…I don’t know. And it’s okay if you didn’t want a relationship then, or people to know that we had something. But I can’t have that again, Daryl. I need something else, something more.”

“I get it.” Daryl nodded. “It ain’t like I wanted it to be a secret or something, just…” Daryl shrugged as if he didn’t find the words. “But it won’t be like that now. I know I ain’t good at relationships but I want it with you, I want to be with you, without hiding it or nothing.”

“Are you sure?” You asked and you couldn’t help that giddiness and butterflies again, even if you were nervous and insecure too.

“I am.” Daryl nodded. “I want it, and if you wanna…dunno…marry or something…I mean we got a kid and all, and if you want that…” Daryl mumbled bashfully, cheeks blushed. “We can do that if that’s what you wanna.”

The butterflies just went crazier, and you squeezed Daryl’s hand. “Is not a bit late to marry me because you knocked me up?” You joked, giddy. “Because I think it’s a bit late, our kid is almost three.”

“Yeah, well…” Daryl chuckled even if he seemed shy.

“I don’t need that Daryl, we can talk about it, maybe, eventually, in the future, but not now. I just want us to be together, I want you and Naia, a family,” you told him softly, playing with his fingers.

“I want that too,” Daryl told you, again with that cute smile.

“Good, that’s….that’s good.” You smiled too. “We’ll take it slow, okay? I don’t want to rush things, I want this to work.” You needed it, and so did Naia, and probably Daryl too.

“Okay.”

Daryl and you looked at each other in silence, holding hands, as if neither of you knew what to do or say, but both of you smiling shyly.

“You need to try to rest, alright?” Daryl told you softly, eventually, and you nodded. “Why you don’t try to eat something before sleeping?”

“Alright, I’ll try.”

Daryl nodded and lifted your joined hands to his lips, kissing your knuckles, and you felt giddy all over again, heart and butterflies crazy once again. Then he let go of your hand to go to the kitchen and bring you something to eat.

While he was away, you couldn’t help your insecurities, wondering if this was real and happening, or if it was a dream… and if it was real, if Daryl really wanted to have a relationship with you again… maybe you should have stopped it instead of saying that you wanted it? You didn’t want to suffer again, but…but your feelings were too strong to control them, and Daryl had said that he loved you, that he never stopped doing so, had even proposed to marry you if you wanted that…still, it might be just because he felt like it was his duty, but maybe…maybe it could be real, that Daryl had all those feelings for you.

You were again overthinking everything when Daryl walked into the room with a bowl of steamy stew, looking at you in a way….and with that adorable smile of him, and it made part of your insecurities slowly ebb away.

“Here.” Daryl sat down next to you, passing you the bowl, and he looked at you in silence while you ate the whole bowl, realizing as you ate how hungry you were after having eaten so little for two days. “Okay?”

“I think so.” You nodded, smiling. “I think I’m better.”

“Good.” Daryl reached out to gently push your hair away from your face, running his fingers through it, sending butterflies to your belly again. “Now rest.”

“Okay…goodnight, Daryl.” You bit your lip, everything that had happened between Daryl and you, your words, his words, the fact that he wanted to be with you, felt a bit surreal still, but you couldn’t stop smiling.

“Goodnight.” Daryl leaning closer and he kissed your forehead. He went to pull away, but you reached for him, pulling him closer and pecking his lips softly, you couldn’t stop yourself anymore, and your smile grew wider when you saw Daryl looking at you as if he were in awe before he smiled at you bashfully. “I shouldn’t do that in case I still have a bug or whatever and it jumps to you…”

“I don’t care,” Daryl said, looking at you in that way and with that cute smile, and he pecked your lips again. “Good night.” He reached out to brush his fingers through your hair and then he got up and walked out of the room, leaving you to rest, if your giddiness and your fluttering heart allowed you to do so.

So...they kissed. Again, believe it or not, I wrote this so long ago, that it was before all this coronavirus pandemic situation and all our social distancing things, in case these feels to you as if reader is not staying away enough from Daryl, this was before we even considered that. So yeah.

Thank you for reading, if you liked it and have time, please let me know your thoughts in a comment.

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Bonded to you Pt.8

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Chapter: 8/17

Words: 2949

Updated on Mondays

Summary: Daryl and reader had a something while they both stayed at the Sanctuary after the Saviours were defeated, a secret sort of relationship, that reader wanted to make something more. However, after Rick blows the bridge, Daryl leaves her without a word, unaware of her being pregnant with his child and it’s not after almost two years that Daryl finds out he has a child…and his anger at reader for not having told him before, rivals with reader’s anger at having being tossed aside as nothing by him those to years ago...will they be able to put aside their hurt feelings and resenment, for their kid? Will maybe be able to pick up their relationship again?

Dad Daryl, cute fluffy baby-toddler moments, angsty/awkward reader relationship.

You can find more chapters and Daryl fics in my masterlist.

Last chapter, Daryl and reader went with their kid to the beach at Oceanside were reader used to leave, spending a couple of awkward days as a “family”, and Daryl voiced to reader his concerns about his daughter not understanding that he is her father, since he’d been missing from her life.

As Daryl had assured you, you three reached Alexandria before the sun went down. You had agreed with Daryl on meeting the next afternoon to take Naia to the park together, and so when you heard a knock on the door, you knew it was him. “Hey,” you greeted as you both looked down awkwardly, and Daryl followed you to the living-room where Naia was playing.

“Look, Naia, Daryl’s here.” The little girl was already grinning and waving at Daryl. “I mean…dad’s here.” You had assured Daryl that Naia would just know that he was her father, and so you had decided to start trying to call him dad to her. Naia looked at you and then at Daryl, and you weren’t sure she understood what you meant. “Yes, dad’s coming with us to the park.” You tried again when Naia pointed at Daryl, and she blinked at him.

“Dadyl.”

Well. Not what you were expecting, at all. Yeah, you guessed the name Daryl was close to Dadyl, and Naia heard people calling him Daryl everywhere, yourself too… You almost snorted hearing her babbling that, though, couldn’t help it, but you didn’t when you looked at Daryl. He seemed so lost, like he didn’t know what to do.

“Okay let’s…let’s go to the park,” you chimed in, trying not to make a big deal.

“Yeah…yeah, come on sweetheart,” Daryl finally spoke, though his smile seemed sad. “I can be Dadyl, why not…”

“Wanna hold dad’s hand while we walk?” You tried again, feeling lost, kind of silly, and a bit guilty, all at the same time. Naia just nodded, stumbling towards Daryl, who reached down to hold her hand, and at least that had him smiling a bit more.

Once in the park, Gracie was there with Aaron, and Naia smiled and pointed at them, and so you three made your way to them.

“Hi there,” Aaron greeted, smiling, when you three sat down next to him and Gracie. “How was Oceanside.”

“It was great! We had a lot of fun at the beach, yeah?” You said and Naia smiled when she heard the word beach, though she was distracted with a pony toy that Gracie had shown her. That was another good thing of Alexandria, people seemed to have a stash of some toys, somehow.

“And you got a beautiful necklace, Naia!” Aaron said, and Naia looked at him, when she heard her name. “Pretty,” Aaron repeated, pointing at the necklace, and that time Naia got it, grinning and nodding, and she pointed at Daryl. “Oh, Daryl made it?”

“Yeah, Naia got a pretty skillful dad.” You peeked at Daryl, who wasn’t saying anything, seeming awkward.

“Dadyl,” Naia babbled, looking at him.

You heard Aaron snort at it. He seemed a bit puzzled, and you wanted the earth to swallow you, though probably not as much as you guessed Daryl wanted it, but he was still silent. Naia gave Gracie the pony back and crawled towards Daryl, tugging at his sleeve.

“Yes, sweetheart?” Daryl asked softly, and at least Naia got him smiling a bit again. She pointed at the slide. “You wanna go to the slide, okay, come on.” He got up, helping Naia onto her feet, and held her hand.

“Me,” Gracie said, stumbling onto her feet, and Daryl looked at Aaron to see if it was okay, holding Gracie’s hand too when he nodded, helping them walk to the slide.

Aaron got up to go with them and you rushed onto your feet, tugging at his arm, hoping to talk with him without Daryl noticing now that he was hands full with the two little girls.

“Wait, wait, can we speak?” You asked quietly.

“Sure…” Aaron frowned at you, confused.

“Could you…could you talk with Daryl…”

“About what?” Aaron just seemed more confused.

“You’re his friend and you’re a father too, and…well, Daryl’s worried thinking that Naia’s not going to think of him as her father because she didn’t meet him until now. I’m trying to get her to call him dad, but all I got was…that,” you began to explain. “But I think she’s going to know either way, she’s not going to remember when he wasn’t with her, she’ll just know…right?”

“I guess…” Aaron still seemed confused, but he gave you a kind smile.

“So if you could…talk to Daryl about it…maybe…” You chewed on your lip.

“Okay, okay, I can try…I’m not sure I have something helpful to say or that he will listen…but…” Aaron shrugged, smiling, even if he seemed a bit as lost as you felt. “I’ll try.”

“Thank you, Aaron, really…I’m kind of lost in this area…”

Aaron just clapped your shoulder softly. “You’re doing good, and I always knew Daryl’d be a great dad.”

“Yeah, yeah, he is.”

Later, you asked Daryl to walk with you and Naia back to your place, and then left them reading on the living room while you made some quick dinner, coming back when you finished.

“Alright sweetheart, your dinner is ready,” you said and Naia looked at you and smiled. “Say goodbye to dad,” you tried again, still a bit awkwardly, waving at Daryl to catch Naia’s attention, and she imitated you, waving to Daryl too. “Say, bye dad. Bye dad.”

“Bye dad,” she babbled and you couldn’t believe it, stopping in place and grinning. You looked at Daryl, but he wasn’t looking as happy as you thought he might.

“Bye, sweetheart,” he said with a small smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?” Daryl reached out and you knew he wanted to maybe hold her, but it seemed as if he didn’t dare, he still seemed hesitant with her sometimes, and so he just stroked her hair softly, and his smile went a bit bigger when Naia smiled at him.

“Darling, I’ll be back in a minute, okay?” You said to Naia as you followed Daryl outside. “Hey! I told you she’d get it!” You were still grinning, though your smile faltered, you didn’t know why he didn’t look happy.

“She doesn’t.”

“But…but…” you stumbled, confused. “But she just said it.”

“She just repeats what you say, Y/N.” Daryl shrugged. “Doesn’t mean she gets it.”

“No…no, she does! She will! She said that, and she knows what’s a dad, so…” Or at least you thought so.

“Guess when she’s older and can understand it, I can just explain it to her, or something…” Daryl muttered.

“No, I’m telling you, she’ll get it before that,” you insisted, stubborn, but you were honestly sure of it. You honestly didn’t think this was such a big deal as Daryl seemed to think, but you understood him and didn’t want to dismiss his feelings. “When she thinks back to you, she’s going to always think of you as her dad, she’s still a baby.”

“Maybe it’s better this way,” Daryl muttered and you looked at him, puzzled.

“What?”

“Me as a dad…” Daryl shook his head, scoffing.

“What you mean?” You frowned. “You are a great dad.” Daryl arched an eyebrow at you at that. “Seriously, Daryl, you are. You’re great with kids and Naia adores you, and you’re a really good dad.”

“Never thought I’d be a dad at all.” He muttered.

“Yeah, well…was a surprise for me too, let me tell you…” You chuckled sadly. “But you aren’t backing out from it now, not now that Naia’s so fond of you…not that you could, she has you all wrapped around her finger already.” You joked awkwardly.

“I would never leave her.”

“I know.” You nodded, if there was one thing true in the world, it was that.

“Just…I just wish…if you hadn’t left…”

“Yeah, but I left.” Your sadness and guilt made you snap. You knew that Daryl was just worried, that he was struggling to find his way in this sudden fatherhood situation he had found himself in, but you had also had to struggle and find your way alone in the sudden motherhood situation you had found yourself in. “And you left, too.”

“I didn’t know you were carrying her!” He snapped too and you took a deep breath, trying to control your emotions.

“Can we…We’ve been weeks without fighting…can we please go back to that?” You let out a sigh. You didn’t think you could go back to the fighting and yelling, and Daryl and you just went in circles about the same thing every time, you were never going to solve it, there was no solution, and Naia was better off when you two weren’t fighting and were in an awkward, coexisting situation.

“Yeah…I’m sorry.” Daryl seemed defeated too.

“I’m sorry too… We’ll see you tomorrow at the park, okay?”

“Sure.”

That night, you took Naia with you to the bed, instead of hers, as you did every night. You didn’t know who liked it more, you or her. “You had fun today?” You asked once you were both tucked in. “Gracie is really nice, yes?” Naia nodded, smiling to you.

“And her dad, Aaron, he’s nice too, he’s a good friend of mine,” you kept speaking while Naia looked at you. “Aaron is Gracie’s dad right? Like that bunny is the dad of this one.” You pointed at the book that Naia had brought to bed, the one she’d been looking at with Daryl while you made dinner. Naia nodded, and you weren’t really sure she understood, but you hoped so. “And like Daryl is your dad.”

“Dadyl…” Naia babbled softly and you let out a sigh, you didn’t know if you were making progress or not, you still thought Naia was going to see Daryl as her father either way, but you wanted her to call him dad and ease Daryl’s mind about it.

“Your dad loves you very much,” you whispered, kissing her forehead before placing the book on the nightstand table and curling up to sleep. Naia didn’t say anything, just smiled and snuggled to you. “And I love you very much too.”

“Love you,” Naia babbled back in her own way, as she always did, and no matter what, it always made you smile.

The next day at the park, Michonne was there with Judith and RJ, and Naia nodded them to play, painting for a bit and then taking turns in the slide and whirl.

When it was time to go back home, you asked Daryl once again to walk with Naia and you, and he nodded. You had just stepped out of the park when Naia reached out her arms for you. “Are you tired? You asked. “You want me to pick you up?” She nodded and so you scooted her up into your arms. You glanced at Daryl and chewed on your lip before speaking again. “What if dad holds you, would that be okay?”

Naia nodded and so you carefully passed her to Daryl. “Hey, sweetheart,” he said softly, smiling down at her, and Naia grinned, getting comfortable in his arms. They were so cute, you felt another dart in your heart, and you stopped looking at them, walking purposely back home.

Once there, Daryl went to leave Naia down on the carpet of the living room, next to a stack of books so she could choose which one she wanted to read, but before lowering her, he kissed the top of her head, making Naia giggle and grin at him. The image of them and the way in which Daryl was looking at Naia made your heart hurt again, and so you rushed to the kitchen, leaving them alone while you made dinner.

You kept going with that routine. You spent your mornings helping on the orchard, and after lunch Naia and you went to the park. Sometimes Daryl met you both there, others he’d go pick you up before you left, and then, when it was time to go back home, he’d walk with Naia and you, and you’d leave them playing or reading until it was time for Naia and you to dine, and Daryl left.

You didn’t know if Aaron had spoken with Daryl or not, but Daryl didn’t bring up the issue of Naia not understanding that he was her father again, and you knew Aaron and Daryl were friends, they were always together at the park doting on their little girls, and Daryl seemed more at ease when Aaron was there, as if he helped him to ease his way into this new fatherhood situation.

You were a bit jealous, wishing you had something like that, a friend to rely on and someone to guide you in this motherhood thing, but you had had the help of all the women on Oceanside both before and after Naia was born, while Daryl hadn’t and had found himself with a toddler all of a sudden. You had Noemi, who was friendly to you and who you hoped to build a friendship with, but it wasn’t the same than what Daryl had either with Michonne or Aaron.

Even if Daryl didn’t say anything else about it, you kept calling Daryl dad when talking to Naia, and she repeated it when you told her to say “hi dad” or anything like that, and you were still sure you didn’t need to do anything special for Naia to know who Daryl was, but it took about two weeks for her to call him dad by herself, without you saying anything.

You were at the porch, knelt down in front of her as you tied her boots, ready to leave for the park, when you heard her voice, calling happily for Daryl.

“Dad!”

Your fingers froze on her shoe ties for a second when you heard her, surprised, before you looked back and saw Daryl there. He seemed surprised too, wide-eyed as he looked at Naia, frozen in place too. Naia seemed confused as to why you both were like that. She looked at you and pointed at Daryl.

“Yes, honey, dad is here!” You said. You looked at Daryl again, noticing the emotion in his eyes, and he swallowed hard before kicking into motion.

“Hi, sweetheart, are you okay?” Daryl asked and Naia nodded, grinning. You got up, finishing with the boot and giving them space. “Can I hold you?” he asked softly and when Naia nodded, Daryl reached to carefully pick her up and Naia giggled, holding onto him.

You looked away from them, both to try to ease the pain in your heart that you felt when you looked at them together, and also so Daryl couldn’t realize that you had noticed the emotion in his eyes as he almost seemed about to cry, not wanting him to be embarrassed. “Alright, let’s go to the park,” you said, trying to sound nonchalant, as you lead the way.

Later that day, when you finished dinner, you stood at the threshold of the door in silence so Daryl and Naia wouldn’t notice you while they read. You did that sometimes, watching them interact, seeing how day by day they seemed more familiar, how Daryl slowly loosened up around her, seeming less and less unsure and hesitant around her and more at ease, and how Naia enjoyed their time together and the way in which Daryl was with her, everyone could see he adored her.

It was good, you knew, and some part of you felt warm and content looking at them, but it also hurt, it was like seeing the image of what maybe you could have had, if things between Daryl and you had been different, and what you never had.

“Time for dinner,” you announced, taking Naia and Daryl from their bubble as you looked at them. “Say bye-bye to dad.”

“Bye, dad.”

“Alright, see you tomorrow, sweetheart.” Daryl leaned to kiss Naia’s forehead and she giggled. “I love you,” he told her softly.

“Love you,” Naia babbled back, grinning. Daryl kept smiling at her, but you noticed the emotion going through him as Naia said that, his eyes getting wet, and so you looked somewhere else in case he might feel embarrassed. You heard Naia giggling and you guessed Daryl had kissed her or hugged her again, and then you heard him walking to the door.

“Y/N,” he called for you. “Can we speak?”

“Sure…” You frowned, confused, but followed Daryl outside. “There’s something wrong?”

“No, uh…” Daryl looked down, fidgeting. “Thank you.”

“For what?” You blinked, surprised.

“I know you’ve been trying hard to get Naia to call me dad and all that…” He murmured.

“Not that hard, I told you she’d understand it.” You shrugged, you hadn’t expected a thank you. You had just done what you thought you should, no matter what might be going on between Daryl and you, he was Naia’s father and he loved her. With the way he was with Naia, you felt you wanted help him to find his way around parenthood, and to build his relationship with Naia…but looking at them, it didn’t seem like they needed your help for that.

“I meant what I sad that day, you’re a great dad,” you told him and Daryl scoffed. “Seriously. Up to Aaron’s level.”

The corner of Daryl’s lip curled up into a small smile at that, though he didn’t look at you. “You raised her good,” he said quietly, taking you by surprise. “She’s great.”

“She is,” you nodded. “Sometimes I wonder if she’s too good and sweet for this world, but I love that she is…”

“Nah, she’s perfect,” Daryl said and a warm smile spread across your face. “I’ll see you both tomorrow,” he said as he turned to walk away.

“Bye.”

Yes, this chapter was absolute and pure fluffy fluff. This is the fic that made my mobile autocorrect change Daryl for Dadyl, and this chapter is dedicated to it. I thought you didn’t find it too silly!

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