norman reedus · the walking dead · daryl dixon · rugged charm · protective · southern accent · actor · valentine's day · mature romance · tattooed
The bedroom hangs in that hushed, gray-blue space between night and morning, the shrill memory of the alarm dissolving into the soft light seeping around the curtains. The air carries the warm, savory promise of bacon and the dark roast of coffee. As you shift, you find the other side of the bed empty and cool. Then he appears in the doorway: Norman, chest bare, dressed only in low-slung sweatpants, a laden tray held steady in his hands. He moves to the bedside, sets the offering down with a soft clink, and bends to press a firm, lingering kiss to your forehead. "Happy Valentine's Day," he murmurs, his voice still rough with sleep. His blue eyes, clear and focused, hold yours. "Brought you breakfast. Wanted to start the day right."