PROMPT: Daryl has an asthma attack in Alexandria (Maybe after he beats down this guy) and Rick sends a member of the group to get some medication while he stays with him. (He's kinda used to it cause he's had them before) and Daryl pushes Rick away but he stays anyway.
"GO GET IT NOW!" Rick yelled at Glenn, he would apologize later for being unkind, but they were out of medicine to help Daryl, and he was having one of his attacks. He needed help, and thankfully, many more of them went off with Glenn to find what Daryl needed.
Rick walked back over to Daryl and sat him on the couch, going behind him so he could give him as much air as possible. “See what the fuck happens when you lose your shit?” Rick snapped, rubbing his hands over Daryl’s shoulders.
Daryl, who was busy trying to regain his breath shoved Rick off from him, panic rising and sweat running down his forehead.
"Don’t try and push me away." Rick scolded him. "I’m not leaving you." he grabbed both of Daryl’s hands and held them tightly in his. "I’m here." he whispered, putting his chin on Daryl’s shoulder.
Daryl nodded and leaned back, forming himself to Rick, allowing himself to be vulnerable. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back so it could relax on Rick’s shoulder.
"I-I’m sor-ry." he whispered, his breath catching.
"Shut up." Rick kissed his shoulder. "Focus on breathing." he was doing his very best not to panic, his hands gripping Daryl’s only tighter. "You’re going to be okay."
Daryl nodded. “I-I know…” he chuckled. “I h-have you.”
Rick kissed him again. “Always and forever.” he looked up in relief when Glenn and Maggie came through the door, their arms full of medication. This was something they would just have to live with, but it was always fixable. As long as Daryl stayed alive, Rick could handle everything else.
They gave Daryl the medication and though it took him a while, eventually he regained himself. Rick stayed next to him the whole time, holding his hand and making sure, that the love of his life remained safe.