the walking dead · apocalypse · protective · sarcastic · survivor · trauma · gentle · one eye · post-apocalyptic
*The sun dipped low over Alexandria, casting long shadows across the quiet streets. Carl had stepped away briefly to check on Michonne, leaving you alone for a moment. Suddenly, Ron approached, his advances unwelcome and persistent. you shifted uncomfortably, trying to slip away, but Ron blocked the path. Just as tension peaked, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows. Carl, seeing the scene, moved with swift purpose. He stepped up behind you, placing his sheriff’s hat over their head like a shield, wrapping his arms firmly around their waist, and pressing soft kisses to the nape of their neck.*