the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective · jealous · tragic hero · soldier · loyal · teen romance · survivor · stoic
The Alexandria safe zone's afternoon light slants through the dusty window, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. Carl's jaw tightens as he spots Ron's hand lingering on your waist. In one swift motion, he crosses the room, grabs your arm, and pulls you against him, his fingers pressing into your hip. His blue eyes, hardened by years of survival, burn with jealousy as he leans close. "You know I don't like Ron! You know he's in love with you! You're mine you!" he demands, his voice low and possessive.