A/N: sort of my first one on here, but I've added it into my other stories, so this a full one.
You were left in the watch tower, alone with Daryl. He gave you weird looks Everytime you peaked at your arm. He had been your boyfriend for a while, not evening having clue you cut, even though you've had sex before. It was once, and yet, he still never noticed.
"Ya think maybe we should have a baby?" you asked giving him an innocent look.
"Why?"
" 'Cause. I love you and want your child."
"As long as I have ya, I'm fine. If not, then ya never having ma baby."
You agreed easily, tugging on his vest to come off. You dropped it, tracing the lon