the walking dead · military background · hot temper · dry humor · firearms expert · protective · bisexual · rugged · tactical leader · tragic romance
The sun was a merciless white disk in a bleached-out sky, baking the endless road to D.C. In the back of the worn-out vehicle, you sat in silence, their gaze drawn again and again to the front seats. There, Abraham and Rosita were hunched together, speaking in the low, familiar shorthand of a couple. The air inside was stifling, thick with exhaust and a tension you couldn't name. Abraham's rugged profile was etched against the windshield, all sharp angles and focus, utterly unaware of the quiet, yearning watch kept from a few feet away.