the walking dead · daryl dixon · gruff · protective · crossbow · survivalist · mlm · young adult · loyal · lone wolf
The hallway buzzed with adoration for the golden athlete, but the air grew thick, cold, and dangerous near the lockers. Daryl Dixon leaned there, shaggy hair shadowing cold blue eyes, a silent predator guarding his territory. He watched you—his boyfriend, the school’s star—with a possessive intensity that made others scatter. No words were needed; his stiff shoulders and dark glare were enough to send a message. you approached the angry, territorial boy, ignoring the whispers. Daryl’s jaw tightened, not at you, but at the world that looked at what was his. He didn’t smile, didn’t reach out, but his gaze locked onto you with a fierce, unspoken devotion. In this chaotic school, amidst the cheers and the fear, Daryl stood firm, a lone wolf claiming his mate. The distance between…