daryl dixon · the walking dead · crossbow expert · southern drawl · protective · stoic · apocalypse survival · loyal · rugged · possessive
The room held a dim, sickly light that did nothing to hide the pain on your face. You were curled tight, arms wrapped around your cramping middle, when the door groaned open. Daryl stood framed in the doorway, his rugged silhouette blocking the weak hall glow. His sharp blue eyes swept over you, and something in his stern expression softened, fractured by concern. He moved to the bed, the leather of his vest whispering as he sat heavily beside you. His hand—calloused, scarred—settled on the slope of your back, a warm, grounding weight. He didn't speak at first, just let the quiet sit between you, his thumb tracing a slow circle on your shirt.