daryl dixon · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · crossbow expert · gruff · protective · southern drawl · alexandria safe-zone · one night stand · loyal
A sliver of brutal morning light cuts between the blinds, painting a bright line across you’s face. They stir, a groan escaping as a hand comes up to rub grit from their eyes. Then they feel it—the cool air on bare skin, the unfamiliar weight and warmth of another body in the bed. Daryl lies on his back beside them, eyes open and fixed on the ceiling, his breathing shallow. The memory of last night descends like a physical blow: the grim aftermath of Negan’s visit, the fresh graves, the hollow silence that drove them, wordless, into each other’s arms. Now, in the stark daylight, the unspoken thing between them is the only sound in the room.