Norman Reedus Imagines

Daryl Imagine

Summary; Daryl has been having some pretty gruesome nightmares lately and Y/N comforts him.

Y/N's POV

I woke up to being blinded by the sun from the window. I groaned and stretched, reaching to touch the body of my boyfriend beside me but was disappointed to feel nothing. Where was Daryl?
Its been two months since the huge walker/Wolves attack on Alexandria and everything was slowly coming back into place. Sadly, Deanna as well as many other are no longer with us but we've been adapting to life now again.
Sitting up, I stretched and rubbed the rest of the sleep out of my eyes then looked around. Yup. He left again.
I was surprised to see a little note with the same scribbles I recognized, on the bedside table.

"Decided to take watch for Sasha. Be back soon. Love you.
                                 D."

I rolled my eyes playfully and smiled at the failed attempt of a tiny heart. Daryl was such a romantic sometimes. I got up and stretched before hopping into the bathroom for a quick shower. After getting dressed, I walked downstairs and out the front door to the bright sunny morning. Taking in a deep breath of the morning which didn't have the smell of death in the air unlike some days, I heard the faint call of my name. I opened my eyes to see Carl and Enid walking around with Baby Judith, who could sorta walk on her own.
"Hey, kiddos. How are you two love birds this morning?" I asked, laughing as Judith tried to bite my finger with her tiny two teeth while she held it. Enid scoffed while laughing,
"Just taking Judith here for a walk. I actually have to go see Maggie, see you later, Carl?"
Carl nodded and she left, leaving us both to walk Judith around the small pond that previously held walkers before they were cleared out after the fire.
"So, how are you feeling?" I decided to ask, referring to the eye patch he wore over his right eye now.
"Good. Don't feel anything anymore." He blankly stated, looking straight ahead as he spoke. Losing his eye changed something in Carl. I saw it every time I saw him. He wore a hardened shell on his emotions more than ever. I sighed and left it at that.
"So, how are you and Daryl?" He asked as we made it to his house,
"Good, I was actually looking for him."
Just then, Rick came outside,
"Mornin' Sheriff." I winked and he laughed, picking up Judith.
"Morning, Y/N. How are ya?"
"I'm good. My Archer is still on duty isn't he?"
Rick frowned,
"He shouldn't be. I know Sasha said he took her shift but that was about I don't know a couple hours ago? There she is too--"
"Morning guys!" Sasha smiled at us,
"Hey, Sasha? Is Daryl still on watch?"
"Yeah, he hasn't left since around 10 last night. I tried to get him to get some sleep while I did my morning shift but he said he'd take that too."
"So, he's been working a 9 hour shift on no sleep? I think he did that the night before too.."
I frowned at Rick.
"Oh shit.." Rick mumbled at my facial expression.
"I'll uh see you guys later, okay?" They nodded and I walked away to find Daryl.
"She's gonna 'Mom' the hell out of him, isn't she?" Carl asked.
"Yeaahhhh, I wouldn't wanna be him.."

I made it to the guard tower and climbed the stairs until I was at the top. I smiled at the sight of long shaggy brown hair and an angel wing vest that belonged to my boyfriend.
"I woke up pretty lonely this morning, you know."
He jumped slightly, not realizing I was there and he turned,
"Took Sasha's shift for her."
"What about the night before? She said she could've done it but you took that shift too and you're taking another one right now?"
"Yup. Keeps my mind off shit." He shrugged then turned back around slightly,
"Have you even slept, Daryl?"
"Somewhat."
I walked up to him and yanked the crossbow from his hands, placing the heavy thing behind my back, earning a glare from him.
"How much is 'somewhat'?"
Daryl shrugged, lowering his head so his hair covered his eyes
"4 hours maybe?.."
4 hours out of the past 48 hours?!
"What's going on, Daryl?"
He grumbled something I couldn't quite hear  and tried to get the crossbow from me but I set it on the ground, grabbing his huge hands in mine, making him look at me.
"'M havin' nightmares, okay?"
"What kind of nightmares?"
"Dunno. It's just, everything that's happened to us...I don't like the sound of this Negan guy at all..."
I cupped his cheeks with my hands and he wrapped his arms around my waist,
"I know, babe. I don't like the sound of him either but you not sleeping isn't helping anything. Why don't we go and take a long nap. You need it, you're getting bags under your eyes, old man."
I joked and he scoffed,
"I don't need a--"
"Daryl, I love you; but if you don't get your cute butt down those step and to our house, I'm gonna have to drag you by your pretty hair."
I smiled sweetly at him,
"Pfft. Ya ain't stronger than me."
"Do we need a repeat of what happened when there was one piece of meat left and we wrestled for it?"
"Oh whatever..ya caught me off guard."
He complained, picking up his crossbow and walking to the steps before climbing down.
"Suuuuuure, I did." I giggled and followed after him.

I ended up making lunch so Daryl would be full and he could sleep easier, but an hour and a half passed and Daryl was still wide awake. I was dozing off myself even I was jolted awake by Daryl growled to himself and throwing himself off the bed, grabbing his pants, shirt and shoes, roughly pulling them on.
"Where are you going?"
"Told ya, this ain't gonna work. 'M gonna ask Sasha if she'll let me take her shift." He stated then started for the door. I sprung up from the bed and slammed my body against the door, locking it and standing in front of the doorknob.
"Y/N, move--"
"No! Have you even tried to sleep? All you did was fiddle with your arrow the whole time we were laying there."
"It's not gonna work.."
"Babe..please, try again for me?"
I made puppy dog eyes and poured my bottom lip out, making Daryl groan and chuckle a little,
"Fine."
I smiled in triumph as he kissed my nose and forehead softly before heading back to bed and shedding his clothes until he was in his boxers again and laid under the comforter. I laid back down beside him, curling up beside him,
"Just relax, Dare."
I felt his body relax slightly and he let out a deep breath. Closing my eyes, I fell asleep once I heard Daryl's breathing slow down in a steady rhythm and his soft snores from his mouth.

We must've slept for a very short amount of time because when I woke up, it was still daylight but just turning dusk. I was woken by Daryl fidgeting beside me quite violently. He would thrash here and there and calm down, before turning his head from side to side quickly. It wasn't until he actually jabbed me, quite HARD in the side of my ribs and I yelped loudly, that he actually woke up himself in a cold sweat.
"Y/N? Holy shit, did I hit you?! Fuck...I'm sorry--" he started to look me over and tried to lift my shirt to see my side but I stopped him,
"No, it's fine. I'm okay. I'm okay. What were you dreaming about?"
Daryl rubbed his eyes,
"Dunno. It's all blurry..I just remember ya bein ripped apart by walkers and--"
"Shh. I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere. Come here."
I pulled his head to my chest and we both laid down. I started to brush his semi sweaty hair from his face and massaged his scalp, kissing his forehead every now and then. Within seconds, Daryl was knocked out. I on the other hand stayed awake for a while to make sure he stayed asleep and didn't have any nightmares. After some time, I fell asleep again as well, cuddled close to Daryl.

I was surprised when I woke up to see that we slept all night. The sun was coming up and Daryl was still asleep, peacefully. He even had a puddle of drool rolling down his mouth. I giggled softly and tried to get up but was held tight under Daryl's death grip. I finally managed to get away and headed downstairs to make us both some breakfast.
Daryl was still asleep when I came back, so I set our bowls aside and sat beside him.
"Dare? You gotta wake up."
When he didn't budge, I groaned and shoved his shoulder a little more,
"Daryl, we slept a long time--"
I squealed as I was grabbed and tossed under the covers with Daryl hovering over me, smirking down at me.
"Well, good morning to you too." I giggled and leaned up to kiss his cheek.
"Mornin' Sunshine." He rasped. His morning voice made me moan inwardly..
"Sleep well?"
"Hell yeah. How's your side?"
He then lifted my shirt up to reveal a bruise and he started to freak out,
"I'm fine, Daryl. I just have to take it easy. So, you slept good?"
"Yeah, Ya helped me through it. I knew there was somethin' I liked about ya."
"Oh, sure. Last time I checked, when we first started dating, I wasn't the one who was writing love letter and attaching them to dead squirrels, leaving them for a certain someone to see--"
"Okay, OKAY, I get it." He blushed a deep red and I laughed. He frowned at me and started to tickle my sides, making me laugh even more hard.
"I'm sorry!!" I begged and he stopped finally, staring down at me, caressing my cheek,
"Thanks for helpin' me sleep..I love ya."
I smiled,
"I love you too, Dare. Now, get up." I swatted his butt lightly, "your oatmeal is going to get cold."
Daryl chuckled, kissing my nose and sat up, lifting me into his lap as I grabbed our bowls and we ate together, happily. ❤️

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Hii guys 😁
I haven't been posting lately because I've been writing like 5 imagines at a time so that's what's been keeping me busy.
The season premiere was crazy wasn't it?!?! R.I.P Abe and Glenn 😞
I didn't cry when they died but I fucking lost it when they showed the dinner table scene when Glenn was holding Maggie and his child...then Abe with the pregnant Sasha murdered my soul as well 😞😞

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