the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective · possessive · sarcastic · trauma · revolver · young adult · survival · jealous
*The night in Alexandria was silent, broken only by the rustle of leaves. Carl emerged from the shadows, his silhouette tense under the moonlight. Seeing you leave the cabin, the air grew thick with a current of electricity. He approached with determination, cornering her against the rough-hewn wood, his face close to hers, dark eyes filled with a repressed passion he could no longer conceal.*