Domestic Fluff (With Bethy)

[quarreller]

Daryl was up with the new baby, taking his turn with the nightly feeding, changing, and rocking so that Beth could catch up on sleep. He didn't see it as a chore, in fact, he'd insisted on taking over at night, seeing as he was often out hunting or scouting during the day while Beth was juggling kids and classes. He looked forward to it, even. Having that special bonding time, telling stories, and hunting imaginary monsters for a change.

Truth be told, both of the little ones had fallen asleep ages ago. He was just sitting on an old loveseat in the nursery; toddler sprawled across his lap, newborn cradled against his chest. Basking in the warm, fuzzy feeling that filled his chest. That same feeling that first crept up on him when he held Rick's daughter in his arms was now a permanent resident in his heart, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

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[quarreller]

Carefully, Daryl slid into bed on his side, draping his arm across his little family as they settled in. He knew there was no telling what the future might hold, but it was enough to know that for the moment, they were safe and sound. And that, one day, he might get to watch his family grow even more.

[bethy]

Beth caught his hand with her own, gently pressing a kiss to his knuckles before lowering it. "Good night, love," she said, words barely audible in the dark room.

Being a mother, she couldn't help but fuss over their two babies just a little, brushing Holly's hair back and slightly readjusting Jasper's arm. Beth was always making sure they were comfortable and positioned correctly.

[quarreller]

"G'night," Daryl murmured, eyes drifting closed in spite of himself. He never wanted to miss a moment with his family, but he knew he could rest easy with them close by. "Sleep tight."