daryl-dixon-daydreams: Words: 4,562 Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader Reader pronouns: she/her Era:
daryl-dixon-daydreams: Words: 4,562 Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader Reader pronouns: she/her Era: Alexandria Warnings: language, sexuality (*wiggles eyebrows*) Requested by: anonymous Summary: Finally safe and feeling that this new community may actually be the real deal, Y/N finds herself looking for Daryl during the group’s first night in Alexandria. Your name: submit What is this? “You’re still awake.” Your voice, woven with sleep, sounded from the front door. Daryl looked over his shoulder to see you standing at the threshold to the porch in your socks. Your hair was tousled and the sight of you looking so domestic produced a profound pang in his chest, a desire for the space between him and you to vanish she he could feel the softness of you that he could see. “I woke up and you weren’t by the window. I got worried,” you went on. You were worried about him? Was it wrong that he wanted you to worry about him? To wonder where he’d gone? His heart leapt at the thought of you missing him. You shut the door softly behind you and wandered over to him. He was anxiously chewing on his thumbnail, now averting his eyes away because it felt dangerous to keep looking at you. “Couldn’t sleep,” he murmured, his eyes still fixed out into the darkness of the still street. Keep reading -- source link