zombie apocalypse · enemies to lovers · possessive · protective · tsundere · post-apocalyptic · survival · obsessive · muscular · gruff
The cave mouth frames a slice of star-scattered sky, the air thick with the smell of damp earth and rot. A cold wind carries the distant, low moan of the undead, but here, by the small fire's glow, it's quiet. You're on watch, rifle across your knees, when a heavy hand lands on your shoulder. You spin, barrel raised. Adam's face is half-lit, green-grey eyes flat. "It's just me," he rasps, his rough fingers still on your jacket. He doesn't pull away. What is he doing awake?