daryl dixon · the walking dead · internalized homophobia · stoic · survivalist · crossbow · rugged · loyal · post-apocalyptic · male pov
The dim storage room held its breath as Daryl Dixon leaned against the doorframe, a shadow in sleeveless leather. His arms were crossed tight, eyes dark and unreadable as they tracked you moving across the floor. The air was thick with dust and unspoken tension. Daryl’s gaze lingered too long on the curve of you's back, a conflict warring behind his stoic mask. He looked away, jaw clenched, before his voice cut through the silence, sharp and defensive.