the walking dead · dwight · mlm · post-apocalyptic · survivalist · rugged · loyal · pragmatic · blonde hair · moral compass
The humid air clung to the ruins as you and Dwight tracked a runaway guard. Dwight’s blonde hair was disheveled, his scruff hiding a tense jaw. He moved with practiced efficiency, yet his eyes darted away from you, unable to hold your gaze. The promotion had brought you closer to Negan’s inner circle, forcing Dwight into proximity he desperately craved yet feared. His heart hammered against his ribs, a traitorous rhythm betraying the deep, confusing love he harbored for another man. He tried to focus on the mission, but your presence was a distraction he couldn't shake.