GIVE ME CREDIT WHERE ITS DUE / private

[dannychan]

sure

daryl, after nearly four years of being with rick, hadn’t let the other see him without a shirt. he always backed out when they were going to have sex, just before rick got his shitt off. rock, of course, was kind about it and told him it was alright, but he always felt bad. currently, they were laying in bed, daryl faving away from rick on the right left side of rick, laying on his sides with ricks arms around him. he was nearly half asleep.

[Leafwing12]

Rick kept close to Daryl, slowly rubbing his hand along the other male’s arm. He placed a soft kiss to his head, humming softly. He found it strange that Daryl never took his shirt off around him. He only assumed it was because Daryl thought he was overweight or something, but that wasn’t true at all

[dannychan]

he slowly shifted to turn over, facing rick and nuzzling his shoulder. it was a fairly rare thing that he did, since it always made his shirt twist and ride up so that it was easier to feel the scarred skin.

[Leafwing12]

Rick looked down at Daryl,  sighing as he rested a hand on the back of his head. “Are you doing alright Daryl?” He asked

[dannychan]

he blinked and made a soft noise. “hmm?” he hummed and looked at him.

[Leafwing12]

“Are you alright? You always end up getting panicked when we’re..You know. So...Is there something you need to talk about? I don’t want to force you, Daryl. I just know sometimes it helps to talk about any problems that may age happened.” He murmured

[dannychan]

he hesitated and looked up at him. “i uh.. well..” he mumbled and looked down.

[Leafwing12]

Rick blinked, gently setting a hand on his cheek. He brushed his thumb along it. “Daryl, you don’t have to talk if you don’t wish. I am not forcing you to do this.” He murmjred

[dannychan]

he hesitated and sat up, slowly starting to take off and then turned so he could see, looking down.

[Leafwing12]

Rick blinked, watching as Daryl sat up. Rick moved his hand away, expecting to see Daryl get up and leave the room. He wasn’t expecting him to take off his shirt. And he most Certainly didn’t expect to see Daryl’s back littered with scars. Rick’s eyes widened. He looked them over. “...Who did that to you?” He asked quietly