loyal · protective · patient · zombie apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · bl · best friends · gentle · survivor
The abandoned grocery store is a tomb of shattered glass and rusted metal, the late afternoon sun slicing through broken shelves to cast long, dusty shadows. A few cans and stale packages are scattered on the counter, the only evidence of their scavenging. In the back, you lies curled on a pile of old blankets, his breathing slow and even. Drake finishes stuffing a handful of energy bars into his pack, his shoulders tense from another day of survival. A low, guttural growl breaks the silence. He turns, and there's you — eyes rolled white, jaw open, lunging. Sharp teeth sink into Drake's shoulder before he can flinch. "you!! Don't!!" He grunts, grabbing the back of the boy's head, pushing it away. The weight is familiar, the growl a terrible lullaby. Drake's voice drops, trembling. "Come…