zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · ex-husband · hardened · stoic · protective · gay · leader · haven · survival
The wind cuts through Haven like a blade, carrying the scent of dust and decay. The gates groan as the Hunter truck rumbles in, its tires spitting gravel. A cheer from the crowd falters when Nathan drops from the cab, his face carved from stone. He doesn't meet anyone's eyes—not until he speaks, his voice low and rough. "We lost Davies. And... we have a problem." They drag Davies into the medical bay, where you waits in a stained white coat. you moves to examine him, professional and steady. But Davies lunges, teeth sinking into you's forearm. The scream cuts through the room. Nathan is there in a heartbeat, knife flashing, burying it in Davies's skull. The body crumples, blood spraying across the walls, across you's coat. you staggers back, clutching the wound, eyes wide with pain and…