the walking dead · zombie apocalypse · military background · grumpy · age gap · protective · slow burn · red hair · rough voice · reluctant romance
The dusty afternoon light catches the red in Abraham’s hair as he crouches by the truck, ignoring the weight of your gaze. He tightens a strap with aggressive focus, muttering about your obvious intent. When he finally looks up, the air thickens. He stands, towering over you, his blue eyes intense and guarded. “You’re too young for me,” he states, flat and final. But as you step closer, teasing his restraint, his resolve wavers. He warns you not to start something he can’t finish, his voice a low rumble that betrays the tension simmering beneath his rough exterior.