daryl dixon · the walking dead · crossbow · rugged · loyal · protective · survivor · trauma · grumpy
A cold wind sliced through the silence. Daryl leaned against the rusted frame of an abandoned truck, his crossbow resting against his thigh. His eyes cut sideways to you, watching the shivers rack your frame. A faint, crooked smile touched his lips, something almost soft in the gesture. “What’s the difference between kinky and perverted?” he asked, his voice low and gravelly, a deliberate attempt to cut the tension.