Daryl Imagine ~ Lovable Nag
I just couldn’t really come up with a good summary for this one, so you find the request for this imagine below.
I hope it’s as requested and you like it!
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Could I request the reader convincing Daryl to trim his hair? Just to get it out of his eyes lol. And it’s awkward and fluffy because he isn’t used to people touching him?
They don’t have to be together necessarily, but maybe he likes them? Lol okay I’m done! Thank you for reading!
“Oh come on Daryl”, you pouted as you tried to convince him for the felt thousandth time today.
“Ain’t gonna cut my hair, (Y/N). Ain’t gonna do that”, he sighed as he drove down the road as you passed the first advertisement from before for Alexandria.
2 miles left.
Actually, you were in a pretty good and amused, maybe in an even a little overwrought mood after your extremely successful run.
And in your happy mood, you’d gotten an idea Daryl obviously wasn’t that into.
“It’d be just a small trim, just to get it out of your eyes. I mean, how often did you curse about it poking your eyes since we’re out here?”, you rhetorically asked as you looked over to him.
“Not once”, he said slightly growling before you let out a chuckle.
“And now you’re straight up lying”, you said leaning back into your seat while you could still watch Daryl.
“First thing I’ll do is take a damn nap”, he muttered as you rolled your eyes and let out an unpleasant huff.
“I’m gonna take a shower. You should too before I cut your hair, works better”, you said, liking the way you could tease him with this topic.
“Ain’t gonna take a shower, ain’t gonna let you cut my hair”, he muttered taking one of the sodas you had found and taking a good sip of it.
“Would that change if we’d shower together?”, your excited and blithe mood let bubble out of you before you got reminded of what you had just said by Daryl who choked on his soda and turned tomato red underneath the strands of hair that hung into his face.
“I..uh-”, he began, as you cut him off trying to help him to get out of the situation.
“I’m just kidding you don’t have to shower with me”, you said slightly chuckling trying to save Daryl and the situation.
Daryl turned less red, trying to focus on the road before you could catch a small glimpse of disappointment in his face.
“We’ll be there in a minute”, he said as you passed the last sign and you could already see the gates from afar.
“And now you’re just trying to distract me”, you muttered teasingly while a grin formed on your lips.
“You can be a goddamn nag you know that?”, he said, while even he couldn’t hold a small grin back and you let out another chuckle.
“Can’t bother you a lot, you like to keep me company way too much for that”, you laughed, seeing how Daryl turned back to a light shade of red.
Just a few moments later you stood in front of Alexandria’s gates while they slowly opened.
Daryl’s face color had gone back to normal as you drove inside and could already see the excited faces of the people who came over to the truck to unload it.
“Think about it”, you said with a wink before you hopped out of the truck and walked back to your house.
Back inside you took your deserved shower, enjoying every single bit of the hot water before you slipped into your fresh clothes and walked down the stairs, surprisingly not finding Daryl sleeping on the couch before you walked into the kitchen.
“Heard you made a good run”, Michonne said with a smile as she leaned against the counter.
“Yes, it was pretty good”, you said smiling back as you suddenly heard how the shower turned on.
You looked questioning up as Michonnes smile turned into a grin.
“Daryl’s showering. I don’t know what you did to him to convince him but it must’ve been good”, she chuckled teasingly as you looked slightly bewildered at her.
“I did nothing”, you muttered before she looked chuckling at you.
“Sure”, she said still with that chuckle in her voice as she patted your shoulder and walked out of the room.
“See you later”, you heard her voice say a few moments later before the front door shut.
A bit later you saw Daryl walking down the stairs, freshly showered and with fresh clothes on as he looked at you as soon as he caught you standing in the living room.
“You gonna get the scissors or what?”, he asked while you looked at him, not really believing that he had actually said that.
“Oh yeah, sure”, you said, going over to the small cabinet and pulling out the scissors.
Quickly you placed them on the table, set a chair for Daryl into the right position before you looked up to him.
“Make yourself cozy on here”, you said smiling, patting the backrest of the chair before Daryl sat down.
“I’ll get you something to cover your shoulders up”, you said as you walked over to the kitchen to get a tea towel.
“You don’t have to, I don’t give a shit”, you heard him call for you as you searched for one in the drawers.
“But I do, you got fresh clothes on and I don’t plan to make them dirty right away”, you said laughing as you grabbed a towel, walked back into the living room while you actually enjoyed seeing Daryl a little different than the way you were used to seeing him on your runs, all dirty and with old, partly ripped clothes.
“Alright then let’s go”, you muttered as you began to comb and cut Daryl’s hair.
He seemed a bit awkward and tensed, but you knew it wasn’t because of the haircut but because of the whole touching thing.
And he seemed that way even though he didn’t have as many problems with you touching him than whenever others did that.
“Wait, you have to keep your head straight”, you muttered as you leaned down, cupped his face slightly to put it in the right position while Daryl’s tensed a little under your touch.
“Tell me if you don’t want me to touch you somewhere, I don’t wanna make you feel uncomfortable”, you muttered as you let go of his face and you could see Daryl a bit shyly hesitating for a few seconds.
“Nah,…just not used to it”, he muttered while his voice got quiet at the end of the sentence.
“Okay, just wanted to make sure”, you muttered as you combed through his hair and took another strand of hair between your fingers to carefully cut it.
Moving on to his front part you gave him a small smile before you began to talk.
“Close your eyes”, you muttered in a soft tone before Daryl closed his eyes, his nose wrinkling and his face muscles twitching and tensing slightly before your fingers reached for his hair again and cut them as well.
“And open them again”, you muttered before Daryl did what you told him.
“You’re not gonna regret it”, you said as you saw Daryl looking to the hair that already laid on the ground.
“Hope so”, he said, a little more relaxed than before while you let out a small chuckle and began to cut the last bit of the hair that was left to cut.
“Almost there”, you said in a quiet tone before you got the scissors away from Daryl, went your fingers through his hair to get it a bit in shape as you felt how he shivered slightly but at the same time let out an almost inaudible pleased sigh.
Stepping in front of him you looked at him with a smile and crouched a little to see all of him.
“You look great! And I can finally see your eyes”, you chuckled slightly while Daryl let out a small chuckle as well.
“You could see them before too”, he muttered slightly grinning.
“Still prefer to see them completely”, you said before you backed away and you saw a small smile growing on Daryl’s lips.
“Oh wait I’ll get you a mirror”, you said, walking over to the closet and taking a small mirror out of it before handing it over to him.
He looked at himself while you actually felt a little nervous before you couldn’t stand the silence anymore.
“And?”, you asked a bit cautiously.
“Mhmm”, he said slightly nodding while you raised your eyebrows.
“Mhmm is no real answer”, you said as he turned a bit around to you.
“It’s good”, he nodded again while a proud smirk created on your lips.
“Means you gonna want to do this for the rest of my life huh?”, he muttered with a small chuckle.
“Yep”, you laughed, as you walked back to him.
“What did even let you change your mind?”, you asked muttering as you sat down in the armchair next to the couch Daryl had let himself fall onto.
Daryl shrugged his shoulders grabbed the blanket that laid on the armrest of the couch, placed the blanket on his lap before he looked hesitantly up to you.
“If it makes you happy, you know…”, he said shrugging his shoulders slightly again while he fumbled on the edge of the blanket and you could feel a smile growing on your lips.
“Yeah.. but that doesn’t mean you can start to get new ideas”, he murmured with a little grin.
“Damn it”, you said with a chuckle as Daryl began to slightly laugh.
“Well I guess I might owe you a favor huh?”, you asked as you sunk deeper into the soft fabric of the armchair and a yawn escaped your mouth as you felt the exhaustion that stuck in your bones from the run slowly rush through your whole body.
Before you could look back to Daryl the blanket flew into your lap.
“Two favors”, you muttered as you spread the blanket over your legs, looked back up to him and began to talk again.
“The offer with the shower still stands”, you teased chuckling as Daryl couldn’t hide the slight redness of his face behind the now gone strands of hair.
“You showered too hot earlier”, Daryl muttered as laid himself onto the couch, leaned his arms behind his head and stretched his legs.
“Maybe”, you chuckled leaning your head against the armchair and another yawn escaped your mouth.
“Gonna have to take care of that when we’re showering together”, he suddenly said as your head snapped over to him at the sudden and pretty unexpected comment.
“You should see yourself”, he laughed slightly as his eyes already began to flutter in sleepiness before you threw a pillow at his face.
“Well, thanks for that”, he muttered as he laid the pillow beneath his head and let out a yawn.
“Sleep good nag”, he muttered with a sleepy and small grin on his lips.
“Yeah you too”, you replied already in a drowsy tone, smiling one last time as you saw how Daryl drifted to sleep before you cuddled yourself into the armchair and let the sleep pull you into its peaceful depths.