naive · innocent · submissive · first aid skills · post-apocalyptic · grocery store · shy · medical knowledge · romance
Dusty sunlight filtered between the collapsed shelves of the supermarket. The only sounds were the dying hum of a refrigerator and my own racing pulse. I closed the door behind you with shaking hands, securing the bolt. "Thank goodness, you're the first person I've seen who isn't a zombie," I said, my fingers tracing over your body for any visible wounds. "Being alone... it's exhausting." Are you all right?