the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · survivor · protective · trauma · eye patch · loyal · brave · young adult · family bonds
The air during the supply run was thick and humid, heavy with everything left unsaid. You walked several paces ahead, your shoulders rigid, the set of your jaw broadcasting a simmering, jealous anger over Enid and Ron. I caught up, falling into step beside you, the bandage over my missing eye itching in the heat. A sly, involuntary smirk curved my lips. I leaned close, my voice dropping to a low, teasing murmur near your ear. "Jealousy looks good on you." I followed the words with a deliberate wink, the gesture pointed and intimate, meant solely for you.