Daryl stepped into the shower, something he didn't do very often without being forced to. As water cascaded down his back he began to hum, his eyes grew wide and he slammed his fist into the side of the wall with anger. He turned off the water, dried himself off huffing. The song still stuck in his head.

He tossed on clothes and left his hair wet as he raced out the door. He stormed towards his family. "Where the fuck is he?"

"Who are you talking about?" Carol asked her eyes getting big as Daryl looked angry.

"Where is my boyfriend?" Daryl asked again chewing on his bottom lip. "Where is he?"

"He's with Rick in the garden." Aaron replied.

Daryl stormed towards the garden, the family following him curious about what he was doing and why he was angry. Daryl stopped at the foot of the garden. His arms crossed. "Hey sweetheart." Negan said standing straight up, he handed the hoe to Rick. "Baby whats wrong?"

Without a word Daryl stormed up to him and punched him right in the jaw. Negan stumbled back. "What the fuck Daryl?" Rick asked.

Negan spit blood to the side, his family and friends now watching unsure what was wrong with him. "Baby what the hell?"

"Don't baby me, until this damn song is no longer stuck in my head I don't want to see your face."

Negan's eyes got big. "Baby I'm sorry you know I am, I have apologized for it hundreds of times."

"Its so fucking annoying and it's like it's still playing." Daryl snarled biting his lip. "Out of everything you did to me alone, this..this is the worst."

"I made you eat dog food, and do plenty of other shit, and that's the worst part of it?" Negan asked feeling his busted lip drip.

"Yes it's horrible. No street is damn easy and what the fuck is a gravy train."

Negan tried not to laugh. "Baby honestly, I'm sorry.."

"Stupid fucking song.." Daryl whined. "You deserved that."

"Yes I did."

Rick looked between Daryl and Negan, they didn't talk a lot about what happened when Daryl was with Negan. Rick had found them tangled in bed together and knew it wasn't a cut and dry situation, Daryl had been through a lot. He was gone for six months, but he was the same old Daryl. Or at least it felt that way.

"You punched him over a song?"

"You sit in a cell for two months with hardly any human interaction and all you get is that damn song. Then you tell me if it got stuck in your head you wouldn't be too happy about it either. Two months Rick, all I had was that song, and then Negan bringing me sandwiches once maybe twice a week, which were mostly dog food might I add. So yeah, I get a little irritable whenever the damn song gets stuck in my head."

Rick looked at Negan.

"At what point did you decide you wanted to date this guy?" Rick asked then looking right at Daryl.

"When he finally gave me my damn clothes back and didn't force me to sit in a cell. I didn't have to hear that song anymore...we.. we were weird for a while but fine...I..I don't know. If I hear those lyrics one more time though I may shoot you with my damn bow."

"Babe." Negan looked him up and down. "If you want to shoot me shoot me, I did so much to you, and I am sorry. I get the stupid thing stuck in my head too, it isn't just you."

Daryl side-eyed him. "It does?"

"Yes honey it does," Negan stepped up towards him. "I love you, and I will keep saying it. I will keep telling you I'm sorry cause I am."

Daryl bit his lip. "Alright..I love you too you pain in my ass." Negan smirked and kissed him leaving a bit of blood on his cheek. "Sorry for punchin you but not really.."

"I don't blame you Daryl," Negan hugged him. "Really am sorry."

"Still don't know what the fuck a gravy train is."

Negan and Rick chuckled as Daryl leaned up for a kiss. "I don't think it matters much what it is, just know I am sorry honey, and I love you."

Daryl hugged him. "Gotta go finish my damn shower, love ya too."

Negan smiled. "Taking a shower on his own, progress."

Rick rolled his eyes. "What the fuck kinda song was it?"

"So up beat and happy, shit even I hate it." Negan said as he took the hoe back. "It was a torture song for a reason obviously."

Rick rolled his eyes. "Your lips bleeding."

"Like I said I deserved it." Negan said. "Fuck he's got a good swing."

Daryl went back to his shower, he cleaned his and rolled his eyes as the lyrics kept haunting him. He hated that damn song, but he loved Negan. Loving Negan wasn't always easy, but it was something he was willing to work on.