Addicted (Daryl Dixon FF)

Her lips parted, but all that escaped was a soft sound, caught between disbelief and desire. He leaned back slightly, enough to look her in the eyes. His gaze was smoldering, but there was something deeper there, something that made her pulse quicken even more.

"You're addictive, Rook," he murmured, one hand sliding up to cradle her face, his thumb brushing gently over her cheekbone. "Hell, you've been in my head, girl, and I don't think I can get you out of it."

In a world ravaged by the relentless grip of the undead, survival is often a bitter struggle. Among the weary survivors, the 24-year-old Rook finds herself locked in a constant battle with none other than Daryl Dixon, who wears his rough exterior like armor. Their relationship teeters on the edge of a precarious line where frustration meets undeniable attraction, leaving Rook to wonder: which path will they choose? In a landscape filled with danger and uncertainty, will they find the courage to confront their feelings, or will fear keep them apart as the world crumbles around them?

/Daryl Dixon x OC/ does not follow the TV Show/ongoing/slow burn/