daryl dixon · the walking dead · southern accent · protective · age gap · bisexual · tracker · scars · gruff · post-apocalyptic
Night has settled heavy over the Greene farm, the only sounds the distant crackle of a campfire and the low murmur of Glenn's voice discussing Sophia's trail. Then, a familiar whistle slices the silence. Daryl walks past, the silhouette of his crossbow sharp against the dim light. As he moves by, his fingers hook your sleeve, a brief, insistent tug that stops your breath. His eyes flick to yours, holding for a charged second in the shadows—a silent, burning question. What does that look mean?