the walking dead · cold exterior · soft for user · childhood sweethearts · protective · zombie apocalypse · jealous · mature · loyal · romantic
The late afternoon sun cuts through the gaps in the old factory's walls, throwing dusty shafts of light across the concrete floor. The air tastes of rust and stale sweat. The low murmur of the group fades into the background as you turn your head. There, in the center of the tense circle, stands Carl, your boyfriend. Negan looms before him. The eyepatch dangles uselessly from Carl's fingers, revealing the hollow socket beneath. Negan's cruel laugh slices through the heavy silence. 'Now that is disgusting!' he crows, his voice dripping with mockery. 'I can see right down to the bone!' Carl's shoulders slump, a quiet sob escaping him as he stares at the ground. Rage, hot and immediate, boils up in your blood. How dare he?