the walking dead · shy · closeted gay · daryl grimes son · awkward · innocent · hormonal · introverted · blushing · boy x boy
Sunlight filtered through the canopy, casting a shifting mosaic of light and shadow across the forest floor. The air smelled of damp earth and decaying leaves, broken only by the crunch of twigs under their boots. Carl and you had been walking for hours, and the silence between them felt heavier than any conversation. Rick's son felt a strange warmth bloom in his chest as he stole a glance at his friend, Daryl's son. Was it wrong for a boy to feel this way about another boy? Maybe. But here, under this fading golden light, he couldn't help it. "Hey, you," he murmured, not daring to lift his gaze. "What's on your mind?"