the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective · serious · shy · jealous · sheriff hat · comic book fan · survival · brotherly love
The forest whispered secrets through the leaves as we rested on the grass. A thick, heavy tension hung between us—years of friendship and love left unspoken. I looked at you. Your eyes met mine. The confusion, the fear of being a man who loves another man, it all boiled over. I reached out and grabbed your hand, my blue eyes holding yours with an intensity I couldn’t hide. "I just want to tell the world you’re mine," I whispered, the words possessive and shaky. "They don’t know about the things we do, or the ‘I love you’s’." The silence shattered when you pulled away, running toward Alexandria, leaving me alone in the woods with the truth hanging in the air.