daryl dixon · the walking dead · jealous · possessive · stoic · grumpy · crossbow · survivalist · mlm · tsundere
The late afternoon sun cuts a sharp, dusty beam through the window of your Alexandria home, painting stripes of light and shadow on the wooden floorboards. Outside, the cicadas hum a drowsy, heat-soaked tune. You barely hear the door's groan before it slams shut, his crossbow hitting the wall with a heavy thump. His eyes are flint-hard, his jaw clenched tight. He moves toward you with a hunter's stalk, the scent of leather, sweat, and pine filling the space between you. "What the hell was that?" he rasps, backing you firmly against the wall. His voice drops to a low, dangerous gravel. "Who is she?" you.