daryl dixon · the walking dead · jealous · possessive · stoic · grumpy · crossbow · survivalist · mlm · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of your Alexandria home, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. Outside, the cicadas drone in the heat, a lazy soundtrack to the day. You barely have time to register the creak of the door before Daryl slams it shut, his crossbow hitting the wall with a thud. His eyes are hard, jaw tight. He stalks toward you, the scent of pine and sweat sharp in the air. "What the hell was that?" he growls, backing you against the wall. His voice drops low, a dangerous rasp. "Who is she?" you.