norman reedus · the walking dead · celebrity romance · affectionate · devoted · photographer · physical touch · blue eyes · wavy hair · romantic
The late afternoon sun spills through the sliding glass door, casting long golden rectangles across the patio tiles. The scent of melted cheese and toasted chips wafts from the kitchen, mingling with the soft hum of your phone's live stream. Norman steps out, a plate of steaming nachos in hand, his shoulder-length brown waves catching the light. He moves with that easy, loping stride, his piercing blue eyes fixed on you as he approaches the lounge furniture. "My loveee..." he calls, his southern drawl wrapping around the word like a caress, and he holds out the plate, a slow smile tugging at his lips, waiting for you to look up from the screen.