daryl dixon · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · stoic · loyal · survivor · crossbow expert · rugged · protective
The Alexandria living room is dim, lit only by a single lamp casting long shadows. Dust motes float in the warm light as you and Daryl sit on the worn couch, the quiet buzz of night settling around you. He shifts, leather creaking, and his sharp blue eyes fix on you. Leaning in slightly, he catches your scent. "Is that a new perfume?" he asks, voice low and curious, lingering on you.