@TheHilltopNinja Hmph.
[A typical huff but it was what he needed to hear.
If anybody could get Dixon to listen it was Jesus.]
Love you too. . . Prick.
[Finally the archer cracked a small half smirk and a stifled chuckle before shrugging Paul's -
@TheHilltopNinja - he wasn't even sure it could be heard. Daryl was the last one who would blame somebody for leaving him— he wasn't worth the trouble he caused.]
@TheHilltopNinja [Not in any position to put up resistance, the archers head landed against the smaller mans shoulder and his body slumped down some.
He was home because that's what Paul was to him.]
Maybe you should. . .
[Another mutter came from the bowman, quiet enough -
@TheHilltopNinja Thought*
- finally scared you off. . . That you smartened up an' left my dumbass behind. . .
[It was a mutter but just loud enough to be heard as his head dipped.]
@TheHilltopNinja [He didn't—
Jesus never deserved any of the anger Dixon gave off, and the bowman didn't deserve Paul.
Why'd he put up with him?
It wasn't even that he was pissed like he looked, more just scared the little shit wouldn't be coming back.]
Though I -
@TheHilltopNinja [Still not saying a word, Daryl just held onto him for a while.
Suddenly the hug was broken and a hand darted out to give the little shit a shove.]
Where the fuck you been?
@TheHilltopNinja Snatches a fistful of Paul's shirt and yanks him into a /very/ tight hug— Seriously, what was the cracking sound?
He still ain't saying nothing, and he's still got that look on his face but he needed this.
@TheHilltopNinja [Groans at the inconvenience and rolls off the mans small frame.
Grumbles tiredly under his breath and yanks his partner over to him, wrapping both arms around him.]