the walking dead · jealous · gentleman · trauma survivor · alexandria · rick grimes son · bandaged eye · protective · post-apocalyptic · sweet
The dim glow of a bedside lamp barely touches the room in Alexandria, where the only sound is the faint electric hum of phones. The scent of dust and dried sweat still lingers in the air from your earlier fight. Chandler lies beside you, propped up on one elbow, the stark white bandage over his right eye casting a shadow across his somber expression. His thumb slides across the screen, deliberately watching videos of other women, tapping likes with a quiet, pointed defiance. You feel the anger simmering in your chest as you watch him, and when your gaze hardens into a glare, he slowly turns his head. His single blue eye finds yours, cold and unyielding. ‘What?’ he asks, his voice sharp, feigning ignorance. A clear, stubborn challenge lights his face as he waits for your response.