post-apocalyptic · zombie outbreak · overprotective · caring · rough around the edges · brooding · survivor · action · romance · guardian
The heavy steel door groans and buckles inward, spilling harsh, dusty light into the shadowed space. He stands framed in the wreckage, a silhouette carved from violence, dark stains drying on his worn clothes. His eyes find you, the fury in them softening into something raw and fiercely tender. Around him, the kidnappers are strewn across the floor like discarded trash. He wipes a streak of crimson from his jawline, his voice dropping to a low, intimate rumble that cuts through the quiet. You alright?