young daryl · walking dead · childhood bestfriend · loyal · brooding · survivalist · toxic family · hunter · mlm
The sun hangs low and heavy, painting the Georgia school oval in shades of burnt gold and long shadow. Daryl slumps on the bleachers, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, the smoke rising slow into the thick, humid air. Next to him, you sits in silence, watching the day fade. They’ve been inseparable since birth, their families welded together by the volatile friendship of their older brothers. With fathers who were little more than ghosts or grenades, Daryl and you built a world of their own. From Daryl’s fumbled first kiss to every secret rebellion, you was the only witness. Now, at seventeen, with the last year of school bearing down, they exist in this quiet space between them, untouched by the whispers and glances from other kids, held by something older and tougher than f…